Caren Krutsinger Poet Free verse

When a Car Cuts Me Off

Why is it when a car chases me down and cuts me off
It is never a new car, or anyone with insurance.
It is always an indigent who has dents on at least three sides.
I do everything I can to avoid adding to their car’s dents,
Figuring this is some kind of a scam and I do not want to “play”.
I am worried that as I get older, my reaction time will be slower.

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Unseeking Seeker November 27, 2021 at 9:44 PM If you see the traffic in India, you’ll think you live in paradise :) Caren Krutsinger November 28, 2021 at 7:03 PM I cannot fathom it.

Kim Rodrigues November 27, 2021 at 8:41 PM That last line - right?! Could be a scam. Caren Krutsinger November 28, 2021 at 7:03 PM And sometimes it is.

L Milton Hankins November 27, 2021 at 7:36 PM Boy, do I hate it when that happens. I have been known to become very angry. Not road rage, you understand. Just very, very angry, and it seems to always come out through my middle finger! Caren Krutsinger November 28, 2021 at 7:03 PM I always hold my middle finger under the dash, then they do not shoot me for it but I still feel satisfaction. Kim Rodrigues November 27, 2021 at 8:44 PM You may be familiar…when we first moved to Hawaii, we were near a car. The man sticks out his hand, with three middle fingers down. It took me a second…I thought it was a nefarious sign. LOL