put my shoes in a bag like andy dufresne
my wallet in a pocket with its necessary plastic
i broke free on a tuesday
thought of all the things i left on the shelf at home
my keys and my comb
veered off the asphalt and into an open field
the wind pushed me onward through the glistening grass
the row i plowed closed in behind me
if you come looking you can have the wallet
you can spend the plastic
you can wear the shoes if they fit
i’m keeping the bag
don’t know what i’ll put inside it
but i’ll put something new inside it
