aways asks, as he stands
at your car window,
his party lights
on behind you,
do you know
why i pulled you over?
or do you
know how fast you were
driving?
they never ask you,
where
one might get a good steak
around here,
or where
to get coffee
and donuts, not the
store bought kind.
they rarely ask you if
you've lost
weight, or
how to make the perfect
Bundt cake
for the holiday gathering
you're rushing to.
if you were a tree,
what kind
would you be?
they never ask you that
either.
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