by Tony Gruenewald
Because of the overnight construction,
five lanes of traffic were being threaded
through the eye of a single lane.
And from behind the lights
of the radio mentioning
every delay but the one I was in,
All I could see was
an assuredly God-sent sign,
a panoramic view of
A pig’s behind
painted across the back
of the tractor-trailor
Directly ahead of me,
Leaving me with slowly moving
miles and miles of nothing to do
but try to ignore
the Lord’s metaphor
for how I’ve been living my life.
Tony Gruenewald works for Learning Ally, formerly Recording for the Blind & Dyslexic. He is the author of “The Secret History of New Jersey” (Northwind) that includes several poems first published in U.S. 1. Visit him at tonygruenewald.com
