SLOW ZONE [1965]

   by Dick Bakken

Always driving alone
home from work nothing
on my mind but a song
from my radio and time I lose
slowing down past the park

Cars stall ahead a woman
waving me by but I pull
over plunge through to see
a bleeding collie as it lifts
sears eyes into mine

I ought fall in snow before
that likeness to beg my heart
forgiveness shout sins to those
staring but all I do is leak a
tear on my steering wheel