“The Sound of a Turn Signal Fills My House” [by Jordan Davis]

The first look a times table gave me says "pretty
please"
The salsa doesn't mean I'm vetoing your fresca
Now we drink until the paperboy learns spanish
Now a tutu is a prayer for my exoneration
Now the best kind of mayonnaise is free for "Rudy"
Now a sound of turn signals fills my term paper

The wilderness stroked my ring finger for luck
The nicest embarrassment is the one you make yourself
The policemen were very patient with me and I thank them
The fact that you like him personally fills me with goo
Now the sound of a turn signal fills my house
Now the bar fills up with young people who know each other

Now the pedestrians just cross the street wherever
Now the building begins to crumble from the top

— Jordan Davis [from Copper Nickel]