7o2

one fine day
i was wandering naked
looking for everything
but myself
almost a skip
in my step
and a glazed off smile
pasted to my grill
i need shades i thought
it was bright out that fine day
then i caught a glimce
was it in a passing window
was that me
or something else
or just that sun in my eyes
but
easily and quickly i forgot
on that fine day
put my shades on
and skipped on down
the lost highway