Wouldya, Couldya?

Wouldya

let a faded red canoe linger through a Maine winter

along a pebbled driveway

its tears longing for a summer river,

or remove a classic colonial

from a town square,

board by board,

lug it 90 miles Downeast

and leave but a foundation

and a broken-down

piece of a man garage,

or cut an oak down on the front of your house, til it stood only 20 feet high,

with but 8 forearms shaking violently and cursing the heavens,

or establish a clothesline in front of your house

just five feet from the main drag

and share with the world all your 'unmentionables' and more,

or spend hundreds of dollars to decorate your yard

for the season,

while what looks like the entire contents

of your trailer are strewn across your property

Happy Xmas to all,

or destroy a beautiful downtown park

because you want to survive a Maine winter

in tarp-covered tents

99%?

Do the math.

Wouldya?

Hey, the world keeps turnin'

Sometimes I want to get off!