montana weather

The bright Montana sky
Too vivid to greet your time weary eyes.
Feelings stir you up inside,
Fill up your empty places.

Conflicted in reassurance that love
Could fix your dying youthful blossom.
Know the pain of his leaving without a trace
Camel Light smoke lost in the breeze.

Promises that tear your world
Into paperless confetti.
Pull around the winding mountain road
Leading to the solace of the muddy creek bed.

Run your river dry in the heat
That burns a Ponderosa
Down to the ground
That has cracked a brittle heart.

Bring on the Missoula rain
That will wash you clean.
The red clay and gravel that
Streak down your tear stained face.

Sold your time to the highest bidder
Along with cheap perfume and red lipstick.
All the lines that have been said
Don't make up for the battle that has been done.

Your landscape torn apart,
Rearranged in tidy subdivisioned hearts.
Broken words lost in the flood,
Floating down the overflowing Blackfoot