the price of water
The price of water
Driving down from Eyrie- I said that
to sound educated, I never had much schooling
and often feel inferior when asking for the price
of a packet of margarine
I was thinking of God's existence; is he a man
or a woman, perhaps an unfortunate person
who wears a suit to work but would rather
wear a smart lady outfit.
I wondered if he was in charge of the rainbow
if so, I would like a brighter color; the rainbow
looked pale as a sullen milkmaid at six in the morning
tell him to let the rainbow show where it ends
saving us to go hunt for the elusive gold coins
When it is stuck firmly on the ground
let children have found while adults hopefully dig
At the bottom of a hill, a dry river, its banks looked sandy and
I thought of Palestine and the poverty they have to endure
The thought of water reminded me I had to pay
the water bill today, or they will shut me off
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