Lucky Bastard

They all knew I was born
Of thunder
And a river that splits
In two
And knew too
That the arch
Of my brow
Could send them cottonwoods asway
Hearts*
That’s what the child
In me named them
And they shake
In the moon of my birth
Lucky Bastard
My Sweet Love knows me
Lucky Bastard
I know him too
A sailor’s mouth
From my father
My mother of mudstone and shale
So I shrug at the plates colliding
And ride the mountain
Without fear
Lucky Bastards
My sweet love knows me
Lucky Bastard
I know him too

* Populus deltoides