Minnesota Wildman

boy, you live so far away
in your big blue house
of yesterdays; boy,

you've gotten caught in me--
like a hook in fabric, like
a stone in the sink.

boy, i want to see you soon--
let's meet in the grassfields,
under cover of snow, boy.

let's romp and let's play and let's fall in love, boy.
i'll paint you-- you'll do me-- and we'll drink ourselves silly;
drink till we can't see, till we're somber and giggly.

you're older than me, boy--
but i don't think it matters.

we'll greet the setting sun,
and hide warmly as it rises.

boy, let's fall in love.