Traffic
How many times have you trusted the honest good will of a stranger?
Countless, for certain.
How many ways have you believed
the things they might tell you?
to trust any unknown
to make the turn, to stop, to merge
at the precise interval,
to hold your life in their hands,
is no matter of great decision. It is instinct.
It is imperfect.
You will get hurt, no doubt.
Bend a fender yourself, in your time,
but still,
when you cross the street, you will not be so scared.
you trust
they will see me,
they will.
and all the other things we hope to be true.
and we will likely be right,
and continue on our way.
It seems, it is,
or has to be,
the right thing to do.
To trust in this place.
