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Strangers

It was the green-light party.

 

There was a car in front of me,

 

a car behind me,

 

a car to the left of me,

 

and one to the right.

 

Strangers in metallic isolating bubbles were bonding --

 

we honked at each other --

 

rolled down our windows,

 

shouted at each other --

 

"There's another!"

 

Some cars were more expensive than mine,

 

some cheaper --

 

And then there was a red light.

 

And the green-light party ended.

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Jan 13, 2024
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