He took a job working as a lookout sitting in a firetower
In a remote location in the wilds of Montana.
He felt he needed some isolation for self reflection
And to mend a broken heart he got from an ex wife.
At first the scenery was breathtaking. He felt renewed.
But as the days and nights wore on, the newness got old
And the lack of social contact began making him unsettled.
By day sixty, he felt like he was starting to go insane.
On day seventy, he climbed down from the tower,
Wide-eyed and crazy, and ran into the depths of the forest,
And mysteriously vanished somewhere within it.
Search parties, rescue dogs and trackers combed the wilds
But only found his discarded shoes and clothes.
To this day, twenty years later, he is still missing
And no one knows what happened to him.
Bob Boyd
