When you drive a car in my neighborhood
You don’t notice
What’s between you and everyone else
You’re stopped behind a light for so unbelievably long
You wonder what will happen to the garbage rolling across the road.
And when will they mow the median strip?
Or arrest whoever shot holes in the stop sign?
You realize that you are surrounded by people who just shouldn’t be on the road.
Banged up cars, smelly trucks, farting motorbikes,
A cyclist in the shoulder so everybody has to veer away
And look at that guy strutting across the crosswalk, like one push of a button makes him royalty!
And when are they going to plow the gray snow and salt the sheets of ice
That’ll kill you if you don’t watch out?
You want to change lanes but that creep won’t let you in!
And when are they going to fill the potholes?
It’s been two weeks and that streetlamp is still dark.
When are they going to stop raising the the tolls
Or finish the construction the tolls are supposed to pay for.
Stop slowing down like you’ve never seen a smashed car!
Where are the cops? That jerk in front doesn’t know how to drive.
Ever hear of turn signal?
Turn your high beams off and
Put the damned cell phone down!
I’m sure there are places where no one is in front of you, moving too slow
And no one is in back, flashing headlights and bearing down on you for going too slow.
Places with mountains, lakes and trees, and perfect weather
And city blocks with restaurants and shops and gleaming streets where
You can pretend you’re in a car commercial
Confident, smiling and admired from afar
For being the only person in universe
Absolutely certain that nothing ever ends.