my car was towed on a Tuesday [Day 34]

my car was towed on a Tuesday

“Street Cleaning”
says the harbinger,
a sign crudely zip-tied
to a weathered wooden pillar
like some prisoner of war;

no-man’s-land, the empty space
in front of my apartment, cratered
where the bombs had dropped
at 08:01 sharp this morning.

A dog paused to mark the sign.

I took a perverse satisfaction,
this battle weary and bullet
or flea ridden terrier hound

now owned my car
which was towed
today, Tuesday.

_{Written for free-verse poetry maven Hive account@d-pend's revolutionary poetry initiative The 100 Day Poetry Challenge [Advanced Group] undertaken for Steemit School where Hive account@d-pend will be hosting a daily poetry show at 5 PM GMT.}

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