You get tired.
Off you go,
Locked down, or whatever --
I'm not doing it anymore.
Old boy
Looking at everybody,
He hit the electric start.
Had a hell of a time, some of the time
Good enough.
I figured as much.
The trip itself
Around the outside edges,
Not that bad.
Every night
Beginning to rag on me.
I'm glad,
Helpful to most people.
He's home.