by the time we got to woodstock

i was a roadie

for the band,

ten years after, at woodstock.

i helped them

with the jack daniels

and drum sticks,

guitar pics

when alvin lee would go wild

on a song.

it's where i met my wife,

the first of many.

moon glow was her name.

someone in the crowd,

named Jimmy Jesus married us.

we made up our vows

on the spot. using beer tabs

for rings.

she had eyes

like christmas ornaments.

a bright blue,

long straight hair

the color of wheat

and legs that went from

here to there.

i felt like i was always

talking to her belly button.

we had fun, but

it didn't last long.

three days, exactly,

then she road off with 

jimi hendrix as soon as he

finished his version of

the star spangled banner.

who could blame her?

i think i saw her working

a wal-mart the other day,

as a cashier, still as happy

as ever. and strangely still

wearing my ring.