Yonkers Raceway
Little engineers we were
Designing road systems in the dirt.
Cars and trucks race around
In our make believe adventure until Big Foot
Comes to destroy our creations
In the dirt with their feet, but we persevere
And rebuild the roads
Changing directions so we could crash
Into each other, but no one
Ever got hurt….usually, just bruised feelings
When we argued
And called each other names and how hard it was
To reconcile. Sometimes friends
Would intervene so we could make up
To resume the process
Of building and blowing up the roads and towns
We dreamed up in our heads
Knowing that it could be made all right again
After we had our fill
Of cookies and milk and obligatory nap.
3.14.1993
ronrusso


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