the finger
from her mini van
full of kids
and groceries, is in a hurry.
my car
is only doing sixty five
in the right lane.
but she's in a hurry.
so as she passes, she mouths
a few words in
my direction
and throws up her hand.
i see on the back
of her van
the bumper stickers,
it takes a village,
coexist and save the whales.
she's probably a good person
most of the time,
but is just having a bad day.
i understand.
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