Wednesday, January 20, 2010


I like that when you open the door to a cab, you can see a bit of whatever color it was painted before it was painted yellow. I like knowing that it had a previous life before it was a cab. It makes me wonder what it did to get reincarnated that way and not to be allowed to die with dignity. I imagine it must have been something pretty bad. Maybe it raped an elderly woman or molested a retarded child. I wonder if I was a car, would I get reincarnated as a cab after I had died? What would I look like all yellow and decrepit? What would it be like to never have a destination of my own? What would it be like to cart drunks around on congested streets? Where do cabs go when they die? What do they become once they’ve died a second time?

No comments:

Post a Comment

Note: Only a member of this blog may post a comment.


All content copyright 2009 Michael Scuro - All Rights Reserved