Mired

There’s mud in my shoes and there’s mud in my nose,
The mud up my ass is proportionate to the mud between my toes.
If my love for you could be quantified,
I’d say it lies buried somewhere between a burning desire…
And or the need for a quick shower.

We can roll in it
Slide in it
We could even package it and sell it on Amazon!

If there is an Amazon God,
Maybe she’ll sling us
Right next to Sherman Alexie’s latest!

If my love for you could be qualified,
I’d say that we deserve each other…
The desire
The mire
The quick hot shower.