127 Questions
A Beamer with a fish cut me off,
but I call speeding passing and
yearn for risky drivers ahead when
traffic is the 127 sale.
Do you expect me to drive
and not scribble verse on crumpled receipts?
Should I leave earlier to let cars ahead of me
or smash into walls so friends will collide with you
tearing down walls as uncomfortably as driving
on a sunny, cold day? Heat or air?
Because you’ll walk by
Because you’ll walk by (with your wife)
coughing in the cold, winter wind
recalling the times you made out:
Walking through the fog on the windshield,
no wonder all the great poets slept around.
You keep asking if arousing her is good,
because all the road signs say “Wrong Way”–
but that’s the thrill:
dodging traffic and rolling over into the grassy median,
breathing harder and heavier pulling you into her,
It’s not sex but might as well be.