traffic haiku

traffic haiku


tar fills the road’s cracks.
he who laid these baking snakes,
sits in traffic too.



the three quiet lanes
can’t share the news, brought by tires,
with the traffic light.



we wait together,
watching for this light to change.
here i am all alone.



what must these crows think
of the fast automobiles
always on the ground?



watching up ahead,
i forget about my car.
my feet touch the road.



chumahan