Eating lunch in your car
on the side of a residential street-
what a curious thing.
you inevitably feel guilty about idling for too long
So you turn the car off
and when it’s raining you hear the
tap, tap, thump
The thumping being the larger raindrop
clinging to the pine tree overhead
having amassed enough droplets
it drops; Thump.
Right onto the hood of the car.
And you discern the difference
and you imagine the amassing
and you even reimagine the dropping
Now the moment has passed you by.
If you sit there long enough
with the engine off,
after you’ve finished your lunch,
you start to get paranoid.
About the residents,
who may or may not be home,
the dog walkers,
and mail retrievers,
But is it really they who are discriminating,
or are you discriminating your own self?
Can you even do that, is that a thing?
Well, apparently it is, cause here you are doing it.
The windows are fogging up
and it’s time to get back to work.