Sep 28, 2017

Meter Madness?

Before You Walk Away

So hastily you race away
curse my name and curse the day...
but I was never born, you see
and your anger doesn't bother me.

Now put your quarters in the slot
and turn the knob.

And with that the Parking Meter Poems continue here at 'cause there's nothing better to do... And if by chance you're a parking meter and would like your poetry to be displayed here then all you need do is channel me.