People Watching as They Drive Past

I did not have a dash of observation in my salt
a sprinkle of perhaps and two eyes hidden by
sunglasses, guarded by the vehicle and the
one way semi-mirror, a suction; for the 
sun cannot come into the parallel lines 

unbroken by reversals since confidence 
is the deadliest virtue that you made into
a fact patter on the glass, covering the 
ground in inches and inches of less than 
alive organisms which would be explained

but we are better off emerging from the 
muck as muck, becoming the whole pond
rather than a frog, a lily pad, doomed 
to die as a component and never 
transcend the individual life to
become so many.

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