Walking Nude in Gudger

Getting out of the truck
To get home before dark.

I realize too late again,
The truck is going there too.

I race up over the hill in time
To catch the descending ride.

(The curves of the countryside
forcing slower vehicle descent.)

Then I notice that I have no pants
And wonder when they disappeared.

My times in this strange place dissipate
When fresh Levis reform my lower body.

The whippoorwill segues with twilight
In Mount Vernon, safe from the Jubileers.