I smack babies with my wrist watch
**** washers in the backseat
mad talk about battle broads and coke hogs
I'm outside of town
out of coke. out of **** smoke
I binge on some coffee grounds my girl found between the seats
our sheets soak in blood behind the back seat
there's mud between my teeth.
my mothers grief, it cannot phase me
I'm lazy
I'm drunk
I'm going 90 and I can't see
but, there's people all around me
shouting things
I wring my socks out in the mouths
of all the people ******* in our car
I start to say "you're welcome"  but I can't help but be distracted
by the Spanish girl in the middle
jaw unhinged and dripping spittle
she says "come a little closer"
I say "Jesus, take the wheel"
I stretch up close and smell her teeth
we close our eyes and start to breathe each others  breath
I read her mind
she'd like to slice me like the swine she thinks I am
but I'm just glad
that I have cigarettes to burn her with
we'll happily take our turns with her
then we'll ditch her on some curb without a note