a few of my favorite things

boys who pop wheelies
in tube socks
and old ladies with braids
the flick of a wrist
the cracks between things
middle of the afternoon baths
headlights on my bedroom wall
the empty desert, pre-dawn

diamonds on my windshield
tricked out rv's
patched up jalopies
anise, queen anne's lace
free jazz and old weavings

nothing can calm me more
than thinking of a dirt floor