Saturday, June 26, 2010

Ten Driving Poems 6. Road Rage

is a vehicle -
you turn on the ignition
accelerate, brake, stop
at red lights, go -
picking up signals
at a purely automated level.

Caution is advisable -
collisions are not inevitable
but predictable, given
who's driving
is a human being
wanting to get somewhere
fast. In fact, the number
of hit-and-runs on the road
is paltry compared
with those that come from
mouths affected by drink
or life's scenic distractions.

Watch me drive my conversation
right over you, your mother,
your best friend, your lover
your child. None of us licensed
and I feel myself
revving at the lights
daring you to kill first.

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