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90 miles outside Eli chopping wood where they chopped whales, the noon day sun was far
Away and weak. After one and ½ six packs my old man was feeling young. luckily he
Tripped and fell asleep. We fished through his pockets, found the keys to the truck. What I hoped Would be his wallet was just chew.
Third try the pickup started. We didn’t say a thing. But what that wind was bringing in, we both knew.

Bent pines like a soup line standing round. Made me nervous being watched by all of them
The weight of the snow, brought one to the ground. And In that moment, I thought I understood the wind.


she drove, I’m no driver. she asked North? I said fine. Or West or south, it was all
The same to me. an hour in, snowing sideways, hand deep on the highway.
Missed a turn and drove into a tree. We both knew no one would come and anyway no way they’d stop. Her coat looked dangerously thin. We slogged out into the woods, like
Always she were praying. found a shack, broke a branch and we broke in.

Bent pines like a soup line standing round. Made me nervous being watched by all of them
The weight of the snow, brought one to the ground. In that moment, I thought I understood the wind.


An oil barrel fireplace shedding rusty flakes. It was wrong to wreck the table,
legs caught fire like saints. We shook out a rolled up blanket, full of frozen
Bugs. One shelf, can of pork and beans, a box of .410 slugs. The dancing orange fire, her breast In silhouette, the whole world was only her and me. Wherever heaven was, that night we made love. she fell asleep. I ate the pork and Beans.

The bent pines standing like a soup line. If you’ve seen one fall you understand the wind.
In the morning we got out. Every good day ends. Since then. I’ve been, slowly, turning into him.

March 2019

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from Long ways till winter, released October 1, 2021

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Sean Keel Austin, Texas

Two dinosaurs rusting at roughly the same rate. The left most is UT math professor
Sean Keel. He writes lyric dense folk/country (and sometimes jazz) music both solo, and in collaboration with his family and friends band, Bill The Pony.

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