I drive slowly
Children and stop signs slow me.
he walks towards my car, reaches for my open window
It is warm
he wants to talk to me
I want to run over him
I have that power
I drive past him
Fiercely careful of children playing.
I see him standing in the street.
In my mirror he finally gets smaller.
I make him disappear.
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