Speed

Arrived on time or rather early. Write a rhyme and spin it surely. Who can tell the time of day? Who can see the sunset in the sky?

Find my wallet in the dryer. Find your smile in the mirror. Close the door to confrontation. See the score in conflagration.

Bright colors streak by on the street. A yellow taxi and a blue bus. A little baby causes a fuss. Secrets abide but they are few. Nothing settled, nothing due.

Where the brick road leads, my yellow liver bleeds. If the sweet tea did the deed, who am I to come up speed?