I know this stop sign.
it used to be down the street but now
in this garbage strewn back alley,
it calls on us to stop and read the writing on the wall.
Join the rat race.
my dog looks for treats as I consider the commands,
ending up not sure if I'm already part of it, the rat race,
whether the stop sign supercedes the writing.
perhaps stop being in the rat race after having joined it?
bella didn't find any good food so we meandered
on home for breakfast.
I'll have to think on it.