Saturday, January 26, 2019

the short drive

you don't want to open
up that can
of worms, do you?
she says.
she's cliché girl.
a bird in the hand
is worth two in the bush,
etc.
when it rains it pours.
when she's on
a roll,
well, yes.
she's like butter.
no use trying to stop
her.
she's just a kid
at heart.
barely old enough
to drive me crazy,
which in itself is a
short drive.

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