the questions they know the answers to,
but they go ahead
and ask anyway.
it's how they do.
do you know how fast
you were going?
do you know that
throwing a wad of chewing gum
out the window
is illegal. you could put
someone's eye out with that.
do you know that you
have a tail light out,
and that your tags are expired?
did you know that?
look at me when i'm talking
to you and turn that radio off.
it's spotify on my phone, sir.
whatever, turn it off.
do you understand that
driving with a white russian
in your hand
and a shrimp cocktail
on the dashboard
is improper operation of a vehicle?
not to mention this woman
in the front seat of your car
with half her clothes off.
what's up with that, miss?
it's my bathing suit.
how old are you, he asks her.
none of your beeswax, she says.
i'm old enough to know.
he shakes his head staring
at my license.
put your dress back on miss.
where do you live?
what's your name?
i don't know anymore, officer,
i tell him.
it's been a long day.
we're just going to the park
on a date. you know, take a swim,
picnic. he doesn't see the wink
in my eye, or just ignores it.
we'll see about that, mister party man.
please, step out of the car
with your hands over you head.
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