Gasoline

Outside around the side form a circle forwar I'm an outsider on the side formerly a farm-boy inside I'm on the side i'm divided undecided back then around again second time's a charm boy upside mortified rubber-necking bottle-necking smoke-stacks cigarettes polish on the details i try to stay inside eyes and ears and curtains closing they lie on their sides casualties of retail back then the earth was green dirt was black and the air/water was clean and then upon the scene cars and trucks and gasonline inside i'm petrified i don't want to hide/watch it anymore black or white/left or right or in between i'm never really sure which way i lean hey mister what does it mean he said cars and trucks need gasoline.