Without Ellijay

In preparing for the group photograph on the porch of Wes and Darlene Smith in Ellijay, Georgia this past Saturday morning, in the cold rain I was ready:
Ready to get it over with.
Ready to get away from the talk of things people with things talk of:
retirement benefits
second houses in hills
new auto's
jobs
houses
places
things
more things
Sat mostly in a stupid silence
spoke if spoken to
Joked about my cricket silence
I was ready to return to a flat land
while the talk and internet surf was continual searching for a place
"up here"
I once thought too, that would be nice
but then the reality of without all sank in
and it would simply at this point
 be nice to enjoy it for a season
at the expense of other kind souls
with things and the ability to talk of things
while I snapped the photograph
with a camera thing
that cost seven hundred
 with not a dime to pay for it
 there were still crow lines
and double chins
and there were blinks
and there were some out of focus
I cannot even get that correct
Yet they do say he can see
what others cannot see
And I say, next time I see
I shall pose you next to a spider web
for all to see.
I think I need to take another long,long walk
along the Suwannee
and ponder a house upon stilts there
obscuring the view
but shouting quite loudly
come and see
what things I can talk of
and see.