understeer,
torque shifts,
apex.
Sunset,
retreat,
set off,
say goodbye.
Sobriety,
calmness,
slowly,
legal.
Flame,
flash fire,
arrest,
loss of control.
It's true,
I cannot live with or without you.
In the places we always went,
in the places I'd say I'd marry you.
In the rolling hills,
in the fading light,
green pastures,
wide girth.
I know it's over,
I know it's done,
I know we will never again
have as much fun.
You were my love,
you were my queen.
I do not want to have to
replace you.
The Danger Wagon
was my last hope,
of pulling you in,
of bringing you home.
Charged with a daunting deed,
it could not deliver.
It was broken,
trying.
It idles peacefully
as emotions flee my body.
My mind.
My heart.
I've ruined everything.
I have to begin again.
Without you,
alone.
Darkness fading,
curfew looming,
I climb inside,
and motor away.
You were supposed to be there,
giving directions, giving support.
But I pushed you away.
A void, hard to fill.
Isn't.
Every drive
is a lonely drive.
didn't have to be,
but will be,
forever.
