Cops

When I see cops

I think of sharks

Predatory beasts

Indiscriminately

Looking for a meal

It’s a matter of fact

They are going

To get someone

They are looking for someone

They are hungry

Wanting

Needing

To do their

Jobs

There is no telling

If it’s going to be

Me or not

I could have done

Any number of things

Wrong

Maybe my eyes strayed

To the radio

Maybe I swerved

Across the white line

Maybe I was going

Too close

To the speed limit

And it made

Me look suspicious.

So I Decide

The best thing

To do

Is just

Put my eyes

On the road

Pretend

I was doing

Everything

Right

And

Hope

He gets someone else

 

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