How Good Does It Feel To Be Free?
the house had a Victorian air
she with her Scottish accent
lent a flavor of realism
to the scene
broken by a sound from the kitchen
"you guys hungry?"
home fries with butter and rosemary
flipping the skillet with the confidence
of a chef at the Tavern on the Green
you got into a conversation
about the song she'd been singing
on the lake
you picked through a pile of albums
cranked up the record player
"My friends from the prison
they ask onto me
does it feel to be free?
And I answer them
—a bird is free
from the chains of the sky way"
Bob Dylan Ballad in Plain D
(To be left unfinished…)