Car "Thief"

Wed, 01/06/2016 - 20:42 -- FelixH

I am tired

I’ve finished a thirteen hour shift

at the hospital


It’s dark out

I can’t clearly see.

I climb into my black Jeep Wrangler

and pick up the keys in the middle console.


I head down the main road

Careful not to fall asleep

I bite my lip as I grow ever more tired


Lights blare behind me

Another car is tailgating me

I honk and drive on

The person persists to tailgate me

Frustrated I drive into my driveway

And run into my house


In the morning

The police knock on my door

I ask why they’re here

And then it hits me

The Jeep standing in the driveway isn't black

It’s blue

This poem is about: 
Our world


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