A quiet car slips
through the neighborhoods
early Sunday
morning, before the squirrel chatter,
before the crow
screams, before the dog walkers,
the church goers,
before the coffee shop opens,
before the sun squeezes
the shadows into submission.
Its driver comes
to a complete stop at every
stop sign and
red light, drives at a moderate speed,
signals when
appropriate, greets the day
with calm, unquestioning
obedience.
He'd better be licensed and have at least 20 bucks in his pocket. It's against the law to be caught without those items.
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