time has gone deep,
we see no bottom
as we drive our fancy Infiniti car
toward the frozen woods near Walton.
The sky hangs low with dark clouds,
the days are icy with sharp teeth of ice,
The Swanson lake is flat like foggy mirror,
I wonder how life has become when the car wheels spins.
I bet it's not the cold weather
sending shivers down our spines,
But the decisions to go farther
in the maze of threatening conditions.
Does car insurance company care/
Does the drive know the rope of inspired driving record?
it's like a good neighbor for many.
firm control of stirring wheels...
a risk taking ride,
a growth in managing the hard drive,
the celebration of a comedy in the Hundred acre wood.