Driving Home With Christmas
The stream of cars stutter on second by second
Transferring to minutes. Accumulating
Along roads and junctions through towns
Where Christmas lights now glow – red, yellow and green
Though bringing no release as they hang on still trees.
A woman sits in her car that stutters like the rest
In the gloom of nightfall leaving the city,
Crawling home to suburbia –
And it’s Christmas, nearly Christmas!
So much left to be done –