O, lonely country road
I admire your twists
I obsess over your turns
My eyes touch every tree that passes by me
Or rather every tree that I pass

I’ll never forget the way the flies lit up in the headlights
Or the way they stuck to the windshield
An instant of pain
Followed by an eternity of paradise

You kept flowers in your lap
Our hands graze each other’s thighs
Barbed wire sunflower petals wrapped
around your beige body

People think it’s weird that you kiss whoever you want,
When they give you enough attention.
We like the boys who play with vapor
And the girls of our own invention

I remember hearing things slam next door
And listening to my neighbor cry
I never learned her name
Instead, I learned her sadness.

I only mention it because
You cry like her, murmuring
“God, I wish we never met”
I play with vapor
And question what you really meant