a knock on the door is rare

for all that this job is not
i am not sitting in a cubicle
i have an office
with a window facing green
the door opens and locks
with my own key

but then no one can see in
if i decide to shut the door
or slide the window closed

then sometimes i close my eyes
and picture where i might want to go

met a guy from Alabama in Chacahua two years ago
he had juggled at intersections for spare change
for about a year before that night
living solely off those meager but sufficient earnings
walking and hitchhiking wary of buses
not in a hurry, feeling the earth under foot
stroking and caressing the curves
his only plans were to perfect his art
and keep heading south