crosstown traffic

[saw]

we look,
you and I....
at the same sky
you see impending doom
in the battleship-grey clouds
distorting above our heads

I see rain
for my thirsty garden,
and I wish it were
different....I wish
I had some affect
on your eyesight

because I care
about you...but I am just
another bozo in an Uber
making his way
through the crosstown traffic
Jimi in my ears

charting my course
hoping
to avoid an accident
from the backseat,
a stranger's hands on the wheel
looking for nothing more

than a good ride

[mnaz]

Same earth, but so many different eyes and drivers.

[the mingo]

arrivals, departures,
passengers, cargo,
... destinations

[saw]

m & m...thanx...