Best Jaywalking Poems

jaywalking laws, can’t cross the road 
but you can own the gun you load 
shooting bullets and taking lives 
can’t cross the road from left to right 

so gun laws would put your freedom at stake 
you can’t cross the road for goodness sake!!
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Sure I jaywalk he said. It’s in my genes.
I inherited this trait from my father.
I cannot help it.
He always jaywalked too.
I was astounded.
We had known each other for ten years.
I had never heard him talk about a father.
Where does your father live? I asked.
In heaven.
Oh,...

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This is when the old and the young,
beasts and confraternal drunks
damn the consequences of death
lying porous on crossroads upon
bifurcated paths, fractured junctions
and ceremonial cul-de-sacs...

The time is immaterial,
so long as the traffic lights — the veggie-green,
the claret, and the urine-amber —choose their slow
blinking and rapid-eyelid movement...

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