Poetry By
John Grochalski
Published on: 1/15/2013
asshole cab driver
asshole cab driver pulls the car over crookedly on lexington avenue and when the girls jump out he races out of his door and grabs one of their bags which shatters on the pavement asshole cab driver starts to go through one girl's purse as the other girl stands on the street screaming asshole cab driver is looking for his money even though the girls offered to pay him they are shouting to anyone and everyone to call the police but all of the asshole people standing around aren't doing anything but gawking or taking photos for their facebook pages so their asshole friends can see what a cool time they had in new york city asshole cab driver grabs the other girl's purse he has them both now and the three of them are doing a sick dance right on lexington as the asshole people keep staring my wife asks one of these citizens to call the cops she begs him, please but the asshole just smiles and shakes his head continues to film asshole cab driver while he tussles with the two girls my wife looks at me we have to do something, she says i know, i say because my wife and i are a couple of do-gooder assholes we've gotten involved everywhere from new orleans to paris so i walk over to asshole cab driver i tell him, look, let the women go the asshole looks at me and says i got no beef with you man i tell him that he does now i hope that i sound like clint eastwood or stallone or one of those other hollywood assholes but i probably sound scared still, i'm a big guy and as soon as i step forward asshole cab driver lets the women go but not before taking out his own phone to get a picture for posterity my wife and i follow the girls down lexington as asshole cab driver continues to shout as the asshole people continue to take their photos my wife keeps asking the girls if they're all right but i'm worried that she and i will end up on youtube' looking like a couple of assholes breaking up another new york city fight at the corner we say goodbye to the girls they look shaken will probably never visit this city full of assholes ever again and when we cross the street there come a couple of cops our way two buzz-cut assholes strolling like lovers down the avenue i ask them if they are headed toward the scene of the crime they both nod then move down the block toward asshole cab driver who's still standing there like every other asshole baking in the warm spring sun.
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