the ides of march
this morning on the way to work guy is sitting behind the wheel of a beat-up white pick up truck stenciled HAUL YR JUNK
waiting at the stop light he shouts at me, dude! what's the date today!!
i look at him & gesture like you talkin' to me?
he shouts again. dude! yeah! the date, man! what is the date!
i cup my hands around my mouth and shout, beware the ides of march!
guy gives me this i-just-farted-in-the-elevator look
then the light turns green & he drives away