12.08.06

Some drives
I droop and sag,
with heavy fishing weights
tied to my eyelashes and chest,
pulling

my entire frame forward
into the steering wheel, and
I ache when back home.

Some drives
I drift and rise,
Music acting as pair
of temporary wings and I
flutter

four feet above the
car singing along, ready
to drive through the night.

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