When sand is wet it is not sand
Making pies layer in my hand
Layer on the weight of playing God
Of playing fool
Sandbox spits out orders
Like a vicious dog
Barking on for more and more
Mud makes the days stomp on
Mud makes the hourglass drain slower
Drain like nothing likes to drain
Like windy tulips shooting petals off its back
Mud is oblivious to sand
To time
Mud is water
Mud is wine
Mud is men
For sand that is wet
Is mud