Pine slats warm my splintered spine
Creosote scent on the wind line
Rusted nails sing tenor low
Holding weight of long ago
Wheels stop turning at my feet
Calf muscle jumps a tired beat
Chain grease kisses weathered board
Silent prayer without a word
Kickstand Psalm in minor key
Santa Fe dust sings harmony
Iron legs and wooden pew
I keep the vigil watching you
Kickstand Psalm amen amen
Turquoise paint peels on the screen
Hottest June I have ever seen
Cholla shadows stretch and yawn
Morning comes but you are gone
Helmet hangs on handlebar
Sweat salt drying on the tar
Inner tube sighs a flat release
Finding momentary peace
Kickstand Psalm in minor key
Santa Fe dust sings harmony
Iron legs and wooden pew
I keep the vigil watching you
Kickstand Psalm amen amen
Hubcap catches dying sun
Another mile another run
Spokes align like organ pipes
Counting sins and missing types
Kickstand Psalm in minor key
Santa Fe dust sings harmony
Iron legs and wooden pew
I keep the vigil watching you
Kickstand Psalm amen amen
Night drops heavy on the tin
Coyote chorus rises thin
You sleep deep in room number three
Dreaming of the open free
Kickstand Psalm in minor key
Santa Fe dust sings harmony
Iron legs and wooden pew
I keep the vigil watching you
Kickstand Psalm amen amen
Dawn breaks cold on chrome and paint
No goodbye no complaint no saint
Tires crunch the gravel drive
Only I remain alive
Kickstand Psalm in major key
Santa Fe dust sings harmony
Iron legs and wooden pew
I held the vigil watching you
Kickstand Psalm amen amen
Pine slats cool in morning light
Kickstand gone but holding tight