Drops

The drops spattered all alike on my windshield
but one line wound its own way down
And I thought to myself, "That line is brave"
but then a drove of drops came and sucked it away
back into the thick of sameness
mediocre cookie cutter scene
How did I end up like this
My way used to be so clear
How can I make it that way again

March 26, 2002

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