A Drive to Court

Three together, down the road
a sprint to a court date,
saving at the end, of the journey
second-hand smoke, nervous puffs
of the cigarettes of the driver
her passenger;
Stranger riding along,
in the back seat,
Hoping to be a white knight,
champion of a silent partner
of this ragtag band
Pursuing a singular purpose
To keep them safe, return them
to their family, with judicial seal
imprimatur of legitimacy
Denied elsewhere, by those
who think they know better

November 3, 2006 21:45


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