cars, trucks, trailers
whiz by morning, noon, and night
pigs go on chillin’
On the go—minute by minute 60, 70, 80 miles an hour—cars, trucks, long-distance trailers whizzing by endlessly. On the other side of the turnpike guardrail, pigs on the farm loll about in the fresh air surrounded by grassy green fields and the blue mountains and the wide open sky, nowhere to go nothing to do just chilling, fat and happy, endlessly. Oh, to be a pig…🐷 😘


