Tuesday, February 27, 2007

No lights

Some days
you stop at the kerb
of every road you come to
waiting for the cars to stop
waiting for the lights to change
waiting for a gap in the traffic
but there is no break
and nobody brakes
nobody stops and waves
to let you cross
and the cars stream past
car after car after car
on and on and on
until some kind soul stops
waves, and beeps the horn
but you're lost
motionless
hypnotised by the stream of cars
and with a curse and a frown
the kind soul moves on
and the cars stream past
car after car after car