Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Mar 2016
I was driving home late at night
after I crashed on my friend's couch in the middle of a movie
hands less on 10&2 and more on 7&5
mind less on the road and more on my speed
how easy it would be to stop steering, to just
crash into something.
When the light turns green I hallucinate headlights in my rearview,
but when I look back there's nothing but black asphalt following me.
Look, Mom, no hands.
Look, Mom:
No hands.
jack of spades
Written by
jack of spades  20/Varilia, HD 40307
(20/Varilia, HD 40307)   
540
     Glassmuncher, daniela and mrs kite
Please log in to view and add comments on poems