Saturday, July 22, 2006

"Mud Mix"

We're two trucks stuck in a lane.
You force me to force you to move.
You spill your cargo of colored glass.

I spill my cargo, dyes & paint.
I force you to force me to mix.
We're two reds making a "blew".

We're too green to mellow out.
All the dirt around us is composed.
We both want to rush home to Ma.

We both want to run home and cry.
All the lace around us is undone.
We're two trucks stuck in a lane.

2 comments:

didi said...

Hey - I like this.

Jill said...

really like this. very nice.