You violated right-of-way
when you cut in front of all of us–
a hundred drivers and a city bus–
to be the first car parked on the freeway.

There were a few words I wanted to say
but it’s Lent and my wife growls when I cuss;
you violated right-of-way
when you cut in front of all of us.

So when I honk and glare, I also pray
that one day, you’ll get the last seat on the bus
beside a fish-smelling man who wants to discuss
vaccines or chemtrails and the C.I.A.
You violated right-of-way.


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