"hey momma, did you know that man
was looking at you...
kind of a lot?"
db: (not looking up from front seat map-study) "hmmm, maybe so."
we'd left the speeding, monotonous interstate
to stroll on bricks
and roll down hills
and gaze at tea cups
and tricycles
and stories stitched from scraps
and uniforms and weapons
from days so long ago but never gone.
to stroll on bricks
and climb on cannons,
and pilot a riverboat made of sticks
and salute the mississipi 
and gaze at tea cups
and tricycles
from days so long ago but never gone.
ar: "did you know that, momma?"
i hear it before i see it-the cloud that literally darkens.
map drops,head turns, eyes lock.
i hear it before i see it-the cloud that literally darkens.
map drops,head turns, eyes lock.
ar: "do you think he knows you're MARRIED??"
db: "probably not."
SILENCE from the backseat
and i hear what he isn't saying,
so... "i don't think he can see my ring
when my hand is in my lap."
cloud vanishes.
SILENCE from the backseat
and i hear what he isn't saying,
so... "i don't think he can see my ring
when my hand is in my lap."
cloud vanishes.
ar: (confident now, leans back, speaks in grin-voice) "that's kind of a COMPLIMENT to daddy - more boys like his girl!"
