Circles
- horseshoemag
- Mar 28
- 1 min read
Contributing Writer
Maria Jensen
Round and round and round I go,.
Where is a spot? Nobody knows!
From the library, to Dunham, to Cel and Gerber,
This endless search is going no further.
How excited I am to waltz in late,
What a start to my day, I’m feeling great!
Silly pedestrians in front of my car,
Maybe I should just -- no that’s going too far.
5 minutes, 10 minutes, 20, 30 and 40,
But there it is! In all its glory.
The sunlight hits that space just right,
Just as a Prius rolls in with all its might.
A girl sits on her phone with her car on,
And she’ll probably be there until the next dawn.
I follow this guy with pathetic desperation,
And he’s beginning to think it's flirtation.
I begin to give up and think “Oh my God,
We really don’t need another damn quad."














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