trying to find a small space
where all the pieces fit
you'll park the remaining trace
the electric arm went up
you got a ticket at the gate
but the lot is way too full
this wasn't anticipated
the choices are keep it with you
or driving around and waiting
Poetry by M.J.B. is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-No Derivative Works 3.0 United States License
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