My Good Friend

i’ve slept

just up the road

from him 

3 or 4 

nights 

now.

he drives this old

SUV with a tent

on top and wears

a fluorescent yellow 

coat

so as not to get hit by

birds and squirrels.

he looks

like an older guy

but i’ve never seen

his face.

he always looks

the other way

and so do i.

it’s a general

courtesy

not to look at each other

amongst the

pine trees.  

the next morning

i wake up

and look over

to see nothing

but grass and birds.  

no need

for a goodbye.