the beautiful machine
There’s beauty in the four-way stop
Everyone has to trust everyone else
We don’t know where they’re going,
But we’re all going somewhere
The machine churns on
Built on an accepted order of things
And the only way everyone gets through it
Is with everyone else
One by one, through the machine
Until you’re out on the other side
Driving on the open road
Leaving the machine behind
And the beauty of the four-way stop ends
At least until next time
When you go through it all again
The beautiful machine
Posted Apr 6, 2018, 10:07 PM UTC
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