Wednesday, May 26, 2021
Walking to the Store
Waiting at the red light to cross the big street,
I always step back from the curb to be visible, as I am vulnerable.
Across the several lanes of traffic
a silver car slows to make a right (it has the light).
I catch sight of the woman driving with smooth confidence,
and it occurs to me,
with the car as the apparatus,
as there and there and here and there they go,
finally, the commoners have attained knighthood status
each and all
clad in a suit of armor.