shot glass
Issue # 5 September 2011
"... brevity is the soul of wit ..."
- William Shakespeare


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From seats saturated with summer sweat
forced from pores in car cabins
stalled in traffic
sweltering with glass-focused sun,

deep down
after hours of inching through snarled traffic,

we just want to see death's bony hands full —

waiting beside a critically occupied gurney
or fending off jaws of life
with flames and steel grip —

on the other side of the divider
or outside the driver's side window
to make our invested wait worth it,
to feel relief in the comforting breeze