Parking Lots

I wonder about parking lots.

I’m wondering if the number
of cars that go into a lot
will always be the same number
as the number of cars that leave.

Sure, it sounds simple. Cars drive in.
Cars park. And, later, cars drive out.
If more cars drive out than drove in,
where did the additional cars
come from? If fewer cars drive out
than drove in, where did the cars go?

I’m thinking goblin mimicry.

Most things we see that look like cars
are cars. That doesn’t mean all things
we see that look like cars are cars.

Every now and then, for instance,
a colorful thing that looks like
a butterfly might fly into
a parking lot and change into
something that looks like a parked car
only to later drive away.

Every now and then, for instance,
something that looks like a parked car
might change into something that looks
like a human being and walk out.

Industrial revolution
trickle-down changes did away
with most virgin streams and clear brooks
anywhere near modern cities.
I’m thinking now our parking lots
are the places to watch closely
in the industrial landscape
to observe fairies in action.