Mar 23, 2006 16:51
Petrol
I saw the pair, while slowing on a red,
A conversation I saw, while thinking of elsewhere,
I wondered what they spoke of, (hope things not of dread),
I thought of possibilities, things they put into care.
My judgment - again - was off,
They didn’t know each other in any way prominent .
They were separated by a gas terminal - (to scoff),
And were not talking about government.
Why must my automotive fueled observations
be so dampened by things such as perspective?
I really wanted the two to be without reservations,
Never again be so close as they were in my imaginings.
-N. Goodwin Kraus