her back bumps the steering wheel
eyes wide, legs wide
heart wide
but i'm like "let's drive"
this is not a stick shift so her eyes shift-
and i'm swimming in the gasoline glossy at her
edges, parts shuttering
breathy engine starting then stuttering
stars lick the sky at our sides and behind but me and
babes are too fast for 'em, burning up, burning out
our skin blistering under each others
we'll be cold metal in the morning
exhausted exhaust fumes our breaths
radio soft under her fingertips
dripping soft sounds
turn the volume so loud my ears want to scream
please, please let her not be a dream, or do, just let me remeber and so
i hold her closer and with eyes shut, legs shut
hearts gone
i say "get out golden" before i melt.
