A couple of times a week, I walk past a fast food drive-thru. I always stop for...

A couple of times a week, I walk past a fast food drive-thru. I always stop for a second or two and listen to what people are ordering. Partly, this is because I am hungry. And partly it is because I am curious. But it is also because I like to listen to the sound of people’s voices as they ask for something and believe that they are going to get what they need.
I myself would like a poetry drive-thru. I would like to pull my car up to the order board and say, “I feel lonely” or “I feel sad”...