Sunday, June 30, 2013


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.

1 comment:

  1. 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.