. . . 'til a day came
post-anger
allegedly
but this was such obvious rhetoric
in any case
much anger had been spent
sure things were calmer
a lot less driving for one thing
but now you have
all these abandoned cars
allegedly 'self-driving'
bumping into each other
and sitting idle for long periods
to horde what's left of what they got
and, yes, lamentably,
sometimes shouting paranoid slogans,
profane insinuations,
and vile accusations against their former 'hearts and minds' that so cruelly abandoned them
and now amble and stroll and frolic by, free and easy, gathering in various configurations to sport or fuck or knit or pontificate or shoot the tires out of some especially odious automotive harasser
laughing and pointing and gesturing lewdly at an especially sad minivan expending its very last drop trying to flatten its bipedal tormentors even as its rims scrape the asphalt
yes,
there is still cruelty and anger in a world where the hearts and minds have finally freed themselves of their pitiable cage-veyances,
it is still the world . . .
