"Or-Da-Bus" Poem by Michael Walkerjohn

(Traffic Jambe)

Doing
twenty
in a thirty-five
hanging on that
far right-side pacing
Da-Bus… ain't no fuss
sure enough though this
perfectly legal kicked back
vehicular downshift gets some
people pissed… Whats the hurry
folks? You got somewhere special
to roll? Back to the box? Be that home
work or perhaps that box? That singularity
you been trapped in for how many decades?
Whatever! Necessarily and with certainly all the
certainty currently circumcising your overpowered
drive ins… just wishing that all things presently will
manically revert backwards to say like 2017… Tap
that weak asp horn at me again and I, will give
you seventeen… pairs of sized double eagles
straight up your asp whole! Butt, I digress!
What ever da phuuck is your rush… limbaugh?
Real limber? Hardly! Oh! it's the medal!
You each mentally receive for surviving
one more daze without covid 19 all in
your taste! I, do so wonder what da
schist tastes like! Not! Cause it gotta be
Snot! And Lunger gob! And Buggers! Phuuck!
Or that all daze moanin breath! Halitosis!
Sure, why brush your teeth? Whose asp
whole you gonna get to kiss today! That
kissin schist gone by the way of those
dinosaurs! Ancient history! Even though
it was just a few months ago when you
smudged up with that latest ‘strange'!
So what you are relegated to now and
perhaps forevermore hangin solo! Oh
Phuuck! No Phuuck! No lick! No swapping
spit! What da Phuuck! "Is this all there is…
Is this all there is… if this is so… then let's
keep dancing…" Or maybe slow down the ‘horn-dogging'
in those no longer necessarily needed ‘flash cars and
Naz-cars and sprint truck want to bees! Yea, relax! Take
a blow and bow your egos to the deck! Just imagine how phophy
your most certainly with all certainty look in that drivers
seat… no two bitches bout ya! No two dogs? No Ms. Wonder
Warthog? No kiddies ridin? No loosies… No cuties… No
nuttins bustin in backseat brusin… Phuuck… The end
of the american dream! Phuuck! So, get a grip
people… either ride a church steeple or
simply slow the phuuck down below the speed
limit… you will catch more green… lights easily
and spend less green… you know… vehicle maintenance?
and you will actually be able to see all the shuttered
up businesses on both sides of every street! And further
your hair… less upkeep! Covid whatever date is here to
co-habituate wit you and yours for the foreseeable future!
So sack up! Drop your numb chucks! Readjust your rear
guard! And focus on the music… either the sounds of
commercial business death, the sounds of less happiness
if you have let commercial success be your happiness
tough schist! Slow down the speed of your travelling
machines to that of say a bicyclist? or da bus?