STOP

The sign on the corner,

It shouts at me as I look;

FUCK YOU,

I shout back;

But it never answers,

It just sits there silently judging.

Stupid-ass sign…

And no,

This says nothing about me,

I’m fine,

It’s perfectly normal to argue

With arrogant, inanimate objects;

It’s all about that self-righteous prick,

That bastard of a sign on the corner.