Written for: The Twiglets #157 – “stop sign”
STOP! Sign my petition.
Bright red stop signs
never stop drunken drivers.
walks along cement street
stops in her tracks in front of tree
cardinal on branch
On a date one night woman said, No.
Stop, this is not where I wish to go.
Her date said why not
rumor has it you’re hot
Sprayed with mace, prevented chase, and taught him there’s no quid pro quo.