859 Just A Cop On The Scene…. 8-27-19

“Move along, folks.
Nothing to see here,”

says the cop
in the long black robe and hoodie,
holding a scythe whose only purpose
is to keep the traffic flowing
after another of those
fated accidents
where someones string runs out
and there was no room
or latitude
or even attitude
to dodge the inevitable, inexorable
careening down the street
just as the poor bastard
(the light with him, no less!)
stepped off the curb
into that gleaming grill
and blaring horn,
knocking him into
somewhere else.

Nothing to see here.
I don’t know anything
about him,


About Ken Greenman

Married and Happy. Retired and busy. Living in NC. 71 and counting. December 12, 2020 and it's 72! ... I would love some written comments, critiques, adulation or kind suggestions.... If you have the time and or inclination, please feel free! Not in fear but by faith. We will see. See you later! If you ever want to talk for real, email me and I will send you my cell number.... I am enjoying this!
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