Walker Extra credit

If there’s anybody here that knows a reason why: On this hot day with no shade I stand here in Mississippi. Have I gone totally insane, what force compelled me to get married here on this front porch on this dusty highway 61. On these forsaken grounds with dogs barking and debris whirling around my head every which way, how much more can I take? Standing here makes me wonder what was I doing out here in the first place. Should I run or should I stay?