Looking For Answers

by James Babbs

the wind outside blowing and
it's been blowing all day long and
now
it’s night time again and
I’m trying to write something
sitting in this same room
trying to find
some jazz on the radio
drinking my first of many beers
the start of
another long evening and
I’m going to be here for awhile
looking for answers
all of these questions
that keep rising up
but ones I know
I never meant to ask