She was like
A parking meter
Always needing
Her ego
To be fed
If you ever
Neglected
To feed
The meter
You would still pay
It didn’t matter
How near
Or far
You were
You would pay
She would
Make you pay
When she pretended
To be feeding
You
Her meter
Was never
Ever full
Even after
Hours of feeding
There was
Only one
Way to stop
Refilling that
Parking meter
The trick
Was to pull
Away from
The curb
And park elsewhere
At least
I finally learned
To fill my own meter
And only park
In free spaces.
DizzyDezzi (c) 2016
