| Somehow, I'm piecing
together an existence.
I've got tools and skills, can do those
people will always need doing: patch a
replace a fixture, improve the home. It's a
of self-reliance. Then again, this 4pm
drive home in a 41¢/minute Car2Go
I'm still balled up in the madness. What
all of us doing there on the road? Most of
I'm sure had something to do with chasing
people going to and from their jobs, just
I marvel at our collective patience, the
capacity for enduring this endless torrent
Could fucked traffic be teaching us zen
Or maybe that's just the Seattle style of
"Desire to make the light is the root of all
I'm probably giving too much credit. Look
and see drivers lost in their phones, not
How did we get here? Where are we going?
Stop, go. Back, forth. Barely afloat,
circling the drain.