i'm just a

Picture of the Day
| today | tomorrow

April 5, 1999

empty space

The man who drove the mower
asked if he could move me
onto the fresh-cut grass.
He wouldn't let me help him
carry the picnic table.
"Insurance," he said. And then
he asked, "Are you a songwriter?
I'm pretty good with a melody."
I told him I used to collaborate but
that was then. "Stick with it," he said
and climbed back in the cab.

—Meridian Park
2:00 pm