the city seems
poised on the verge
of having a stroke
as the cars clog
the shrinking lanes
forcing pressure
with no release as
angry faces glare
at the orange barrels
ignoring flashing arrows
as they push to get
to the front of the line
going nowhere at all
but trying their damnedest
to force square pegs
through round holes
something has to give
but an inefficiency
of self absorption
does nothing but ruin
the days of everyone
just trying to survive