Porch Side Poker

Your deal Long has the time since my old bones quickly rose Rose to catch a line drive or to reached a branch in a summer adventure The days of fast pedaling and skinned knees are all but scars on leather skin You in Tires screech in a 57’ Chevy down the main drag Time lost in malted milkshakes and red cheeked kisses on her father’s porch Raise you 10 The kings of Wall Street The king of the sky Sitting tall in a corner office All in Chiseled arms; a nest for a Jr. Now sag under my cardigan A burlap knee no longer can bounce a pudgy grandson I fold Old eyes survey their kingdom A king on a stoop I’m out