Cars beneath my window
Push and shove and swerve,
Red hostile lines.
Chrome kids told to "share"
but honk and scream when someone
takes their lane.
Life's no better. Too damn
fast, not wide enough
for two of us.
No one gets to where they want,
Not how they'd like, with mild
Green lights.
Roads like these
You stick her out, fight hard,
and pray the long end's yours.
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