Sitting in traffic
Sitting in traffic is normal
Sitting in traffic is everyday
And yet you,
And yet you, Dad,
And yet you, Dad, still have your anxieties, Your irrational neurosis
And yet you, Dad, still have your anxieties, Your irrational neurosis that you take out on everybody else in the car
Sitting in traffic
Trapped in a metal cocoon
You in the driver’s seat
Your fingers tap against the driving wheel
Your voice gets louder
Your voice gets louder and louder
Now you are yelling
And I am silent
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