I used to drive
Myself crazy
Until someone paid me.
Now someone’s just having
A conversation,
Between expecting employees.
This reminds everyone of
How tall the tallest dwarf may
Woodside be.
We fill forms at the DMV,
That we shall share,
But shouldn’t keep the memory.
This is not going to get better,
Poets are reluctant, and spouses
Are merciless as skipped check-ups.
Hear hear, balances are
Between similar things
Which diminish us.
Image credit : Céleste Boursier-Mougenot, Venice to Paris
