Car Insurance

~A memory I have of a rumor about someone I knew–a poem about the lengths we may go to if the world closes in on us.

drive me and park

where you want to

do what you need to

in order to insure 

that i get home safe

down dark asphalt

papers scattered on sidewalks

meant for passers-by and not

for me wishing that

i were walking them

in the cramped sweaty confines

of a seat now for two

you reek of regret and revulsion

and my only option still around

handsome once but now spent

car insurance–that’s all you are to me.

Photo by Tomas Castelazo

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