Greece Is a Country, Grease Is Not

by Ryan Quinn Flanagan

I always have trouble keeping that one straight
in my mind
as I pull up to the intersection
and the cigarette in the next lane over
ashes on bald tire heads of Krishnaism.
The light is red for a reason
my eyes are red for lack of sleep
and then the light is green
and I am not.
The lollygaggers rubberneck their way through the intersection
looking for answers on the faces of other lollygaggers
who look back
with hapless diffidence
and I follow Rhode Island to the next stop
(Rhodes is an island in Grease,
or is it Greece?).
The light changes before I have time to sort it out and as I pull into the intersection

I am no closer
to anything.

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