Sign Shop Poem by John Barr

Sign Shop, Sing Sing

Worthy of Dante, penal planners
fit the sentence to the crime.
One hundred times the lifer writes DEAD END
the rapist YIELD
the parolee GOODBYE AND COME AGAIN.

Consigned to help us KEEP RIGHT
these minor Moses lay down laws
                            ONE WAY
                            OBEY THE LIMITS
                            MERGE

In bins wait cautions
                            FROST HEAVE
                            FALLING ROCKS
for every hazard but the one that put them here.

We hear and heed. Mild souls who hold the road,
the likes of us imagine the likes of them,
in a custom '57 Chevy, mowing down every sign they've made
on the way to unpaved, unposted roads.
And wouldn't we like, like them, to open up,
looking for conviction in the zone
between boredom and extinction.

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