It's a lark—to watch
the flighty little
chickenshit cars—out here
ducking
and swooping
wide to dodge the old
shifty and hawk-
eyed state trooper—who's
currently
parked all spread-
eagle flat
across another concrete u-turn
slab and probably
just
snoozing
away hard in his fat and bald-
buzzard-
looking Charger!
