The taxi driver is driving too fast. “Sir, if you would
Please slow down?”
He cannot hear me over his love song.
He is singing to the red night sky.
“It’s a long time since I drank champagne.”
I thought, as I sat, caressing those three pigeon eggs
The distance of the Pacific ocean. I thought.
Mama gave birth and I was not there to see.
Mama gave birth and I was not there to be.
Do I dare disturb the universe with tragedy?
The taxi driver is driving too fast. “Sir, if you would.”
“Please just veer left violently?”
“Please, sir if you would, just?”