Postmodern Parking Meter
They call me, post modern.
I guess that it's true
but my post is rusty
and loosing its hue.
I could use some paint
but the budget is thin
so I guess post modern
is the state we're all in.
I guess an explanation is in order. Once upon a time, maybe 2 years ago,
maybe 3, maybe 5, I donno... I've been writing these parodies for a very long time. I got an e-mail from a reader who claimed to work
for the City of Austin, Texas and wanted to use one of my Parking Meter Poems
in some sort of city presentation. She called my parking meter poems,
postmodern. I took that to be a compliment and told her it would it
would make me happy if they used one of my poems as the parking meters
give them to me in the hope that their plight will someday be made
public. As to whether or not my poem was used and the plight of the
meters made public, I don't know.