Sandy Evacuation

Everyone’s trying to get out of town the last minute.
             God, look at the traffic!
Since nobody thinks through escape before they begin it,
everyone’s trying to get out of town the last minute,
so it’s total gridlock and we’re gridlocked here in it.
(The real life version of this poem’s somewhat more graphic.)
Everyone’s trying to get out of town the last minute.
             God, look at the traffic!

 


 
 

lead author — dean

 
 

background notes — heptahedral

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