I sat in the street today and prayed
to some nameless man I don't believe in
that a car would come and the driver
would be texting his or her, wife or husband
and not notice when they rammed
right into me.
Then I stood up, and decided that instead
I'll just start crossing streets without looking,
that way I won't have time to decide
if I'm satisfied with my life
and can just rest
in the blink of an eye