road apathy

i understand road

rage

to a point.

your life isn't going well.

the job is killing

you,

the kids,

money,

the wife.

the soccer game you're

late for.

being stuck in

traffic, or having

someone run

a light,

or cut you off. i get

it.

i understand how

people can

blow a fuse on the road

and yell and scream

and curse one another.

i get it,

but i've gone

in a different direction.

i have road

apathy.

i don't care. go ahead,

get in front

of me.

go fast, go slow.

swerve around as you text

on you iphone.

pffft. means nothing to me.

don't use your signal.

who cares.

tail gate me, good, honk

your horn and give

me the one finger salute.

i'll wave back

and smile then

move over and let you

pass.

i'll hug the right lane

with some music

on the whole way home.