winnebago

i'm saving up
for a winnebago
my friend tells me.
i'm retiring in five
years, i'm going to
travel the country,
see things, live
on the road, eat
at diners, smell
the forests and touch
the wheat fields
with my eyes, hear
the roar of the colorado
river, touch the sky
over montana, i'm
gonna ride the rails,
surf the pacific ocean,
i'm gonna live and
breathe and be free.
i'm gonna read and write,
and visit rome, see
the ancient ruins. i'm
gonna fall in love,
maybe find me a french
girl. i'm gonna find
my inner child, paint
and make music, eat
and drink, crush grapes
with my feet. i'm
going to finally get
a good night's
sleep. and i ask him,
so what was stopping you
the other forty years.