The Wheel of the World

Thanks to Jess who said this first line, and Laura who tweeted it :]

We’re in the land where pine needles replace concrete

Smashing yellow sticks to the puddled

Houses, all lined up and surrounded by trees of

Fedoras with a single feather- It is the color of lima

Beans that howl with each crunch

Of the mailbox, munching my

Car tires and drawing eyes

That sift through the sickly pine trees.

They shed their yellow youth upon us.