4 miles!

somewhere someone

is baking cookies

a cop is chasing

crookies.

somewhere in the next

4 miles

a mule deer is

smiling.

somewhere a dog

is barking

a child is playing with

Lincoln logs.

somewhere a poet is

writing

while the neighbors are

fighting.

somewhere this shall

end

for it’s only

pretend.

but true too

burn baby burn

Please log in using one of these methods to post your comment:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

%d bloggers like this: