An Ode to Waze

An Ode to Waze

Oh Waze.

How do I love thee?

Let me count the ways.

One.

I never get lost

Not anymore

Before you I spent years

Driving in circles in tears.

Two.

It is possible to see

The worst of the traffic

Before it hits me.

Three.

You make me believe

There is a reality

Where I will never be lost

Or stuck

Or helpless.

This isn’t true

But what a lovely

Fantasy.

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