wildflower honey

i stood up tall in the flowers

all with bright yellow blooms at the tip

like they've been set on fire

and put out but left alone. all of the embers stay lit

and i passed a hillside in texas

where the cacti all raised up their arms

like they've been caught in prayer

to some evangelist preacher or absentee gods

so i drift to sleep

eating wildflower honey

in the evening heat

with the windows down around me

laying low on the side of the road

i played a dive in st louis

my guitar started sounding like shit

got it fixed up in nashville

the lady said kid you can't bang on your fret-board like this"