bumper to bumper cars

so many wrecks
flashing lights
at every intersection
a cold trail of tragedy
vivisects the city
crashed cars
pieces of plastic
shards of glass
reflecting the
reds and blues
as everyone else
sits staring or
angrily attempts at
merging into stopped lanes
i hear the impacts
behind me as i
try to avoid the ones
all around me
bumper cars careen
and all i want is
to go back home
hide myself away
as my guts consume
themselves with hollow
rumbles i must ignore
another day spent
trapped on these streets
where no one sees
anything but themselves
doing make up in mirrors
while zipping between
lanes sans blinker
i close my eyes
and await my turn

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