I don’t need life insurance
I need a life ignition

Where are the keys?

I see the pavement,
it's so close up ahead
can feel the engine revving
the cool, sweet wind
flickering past the window
or the headlights flickering
on the curving, wet concrete

I can taste it,
the salt in the air
can hear the music singing

I can touch it,
feel it,

I just need the keys.