Truck won’t start
Truck won’t start
Damn it
Truck won’t start
As he sat in the driver’s seat cussing
at the big white vehicle piled high with all their stuff in it.
Meanwhile back downtown at the corner store
the bulldozer started right up when the old man hopped on it
and proceeded to crash right through the storefront window
and out onto the street.
To top it off he couldn’t get the damn thing to stop
and plowed over everything in his way all over town.
The kitchen knife had something to do with the elixir of life
that sat on the shelf, and now the young man held the knife in his hand
as he watched the old man take a drink from the little blue bottle.
Not trying to bring attention,
the older man tried to distract the younger version of himself
by changing the subject quickly
to some science fiction magazines that were laying around the room.
The magazines had pictures of long legged, big eyed alien creatures on them,
“we don’t have any Playboys”, he said, “we’ll have some soon though”,
as they walked out of the room and down the hall.
The young man gave back the knife and it was set on the shelf
next to the bottle where it belonged.
Truck won’t start
Damn it
Truck won’t start
As he sat in the driver’s seat cussing
at the big white vehicle piled high with all their stuff in it.
Meanwhile back downtown at the corner store
the bulldozer started right up when the old man hopped on it
and proceeded to crash right through the storefront window
and out onto the street.
To top it off he couldn’t get the damn thing to stop
and plowed over everything in his way all over town.
The kitchen knife had something to do with the elixir of life
that sat on the shelf, and now the young man held the knife in his hand
as he watched the old man take a drink from the little blue bottle.
Not trying to bring attention,
the older man tried to distract the younger version of himself
by changing the subject quickly
to some science fiction magazines that were laying around the room.
The magazines had pictures of long legged, big eyed alien creatures on them,
“we don’t have any Playboys”, he said, “we’ll have some soon though”,
as they walked out of the room and down the hall.
The young man gave back the knife and it was set on the shelf
next to the bottle where it belonged.
Then I woke up, let the dog out, and went upstairs to bed.
Robert
2015
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