You’ve Got the Look

These days seem tawdry. Take the roads and note
Proliferation of neglect, a pox
Of potholes barely kept at bay by rote
Repair between the storms, darned holey socks,
Revealing our corruption everywhere.
The ways by which we transport, both ourselves
And cargo, bifurcated by despair,
Take some one way, most otherwise, which tells
A tale of common vast indifference.
The cars that serve as Ubers and Lyfts,
Now old and not as clean nor new as once,
Add a sad testimony, these shifts,
Termed “gig economy,” even a newbie
Can see the unequal ways and means we took:
S-U-Vs not confused with a suvie,
Y’all sho’ nuff do be cookin’ in my book.

KLK
9/5/23