Along the Hydro Lines

(read like bob dylan talk-sings) back of the property there's a rattle of crows... could be that wolf that was walking down the road... this morning...look'n quite pleased with itself... like it just ate...big smile and a trot that'd stop any car and make ye stare...at natures spectacle look'n back at you in yer machine...float'n down a gravel road...and wolf's thinkin... man's fly'n but he can't catch me i've seen these things tangled up in trees... along the road that is...lights flash'n sirens blast'n people die'n...freeze or thaw...nature deals with interlopers...across her wilds...and territories.. stan sand