I’m numb, my brain’s a’ haze I can’t take the news anymore I need to grab my ol' fishing pole get my huckleberry ass out the door gonna catch me a rainbow trout take out the hook & set him free I’ll watch him swim away his fins & tail waving at me I’ll have a picnic in the shade & leave the ants some bread & cheese the only news I want to hear today is what the birds tell the trees
Thanks Raymond. Dr. John is a favorite of mine! The title of my poem comes from a Canned Heat song. It is a backround line & it doesn't appear in their lyrics but only on the recording.
dear Mike very fine how the narrator is numb and it is the trees that listen a warm smile silent lotus `