red poem i took the afternoon off decided to drive downtown bought myself that truely american lunch burger & soda take the turn onto jefferson, like an idiot stop lights every five feet, or something like that gas brake gas brake, et cetera guy in front of me, pickup truck slower then my high school chemistry teacher (she had an ass you could hollow out and live in) i yell to myself, "someone in front of you, or are you just going slow to spite me?" giggled to myself, thought it was funny ol' peaceful patient alexander screaming at traffic ice in the soda is melting burger getting cold gas brake gas brake left turn park sit down in the coffee shop, finish my lunch think ill have a coffee and a smoke whole buncha fancy coffees al-tur-a?  what the hell is that? i just want a coffee plain jane coffee no luck thats the modern world for you everything simple turned uselessly complex