Written by: joy bohland

He walks
hands in pockets
smiling at the sky
music in his mind.
I don't know the words
but I will.

He looks at me.
I'm sent. 
Absolutely sent.

He talks  
not to me.
I feel a little crazy anyway.
I don't know what to say
but I will...someday.

Cuz he sends me.
Absolutely sends me.

I fall up 
and fall back down
land on my head
and spin all around.
My blood curdles
and my knees buckle
and I can't imagine
being his girl
but I will.

I'm sent
I'm sent
I'm sent

Absolutely sent