Red hair blowing in the wind
ravaged by time.
a baseball bat in one hand
a menthol cigarette in the other.
his voice in urgency
even though he has nothing to say.
his eyes are wild orbs
twisting with the inflection
of his nonsensical words.
quoting the bible
telling tales of long ago
and bursting forth with new ideas
that are never seen through.
smelling of car paint
cigarette smoke
and lunacy.
