a poem about road irritation

The powers that be recently installed “Michigan left” turns at an intersection I have to pass through on my way home from work. A Michigan left works like this. In order to turn left, you must turn right at an intersection, drive a few yards in the opposite direction in which you would like to travel, and then make a u-turn with the aid of a traffic light. Some people either don’t understand this concept or they decline to use the system. I dedicate this poem to them.







No left turn
The sign says
No. Left. Turn.
Yet you sit
In a lane
Not meant for turning
A nuisance
I shall call you names
Behind the safety of glass
You giant ass.



4 comments on “a poem about road irritation

  1. Beautiful. The last line is the clincher though.

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