(c) Becky Deans 2012. I wrote this a couple of weeks ago!
We the undersigned
Shall patiently wait
For someone to die on this road.
Check your speed in
Florescent jackets. But you will speed past.
Bollards to that!
Listen to your revs of
Frustration, the tuneless thud of your
Music, the irritating buzz of your moped
And say nothing.
People will park
All over us. Box us in. And we shall
Squeeze down with pride.
We are the road now.