#stopsign
Oh humble stop sign
Solitary red, eight-sided angel divine
How you stand guard of your paved palace
Forever faithful, a task met without callous
Oh humble stop sign, I wonder, is it not absurd?
To be armed with nothing but a four letter word?
Nov 25, 2025
Nov 25, 2025 at 7:08 PM UTC
I think my life's been sitting
at a stop sign for a while now
engine running,
foot on the brake,
but no-one telling me when to go.
There's no traffic,
no danger,
no reason to wait...
and somehow
I still don't move.
Maybe I'm scared
of what's past the corner,
or maybe I just got used to stopping
I forgot how it feels,
to press the gas.
Time keeps passing me
not fast, not slow,
just to remind me
I'm the only thing
standing still.
People drive like nothing's wrong,
like the road is simple,
like decisions don't way a thousand pounds
when you're the one holding them.
I read that sign again
STOP.
like it's a command,
not a moment.
So I listen.
I stay.
I wait...
even when the world
has already moved on.
–––xx10m
Apr 29
Apr 29, 2026 at 10:04 AM UTC