like those moments in harmony
when i say "you drive" and
you say "i drive"
and the universe
concurs that the
one of us
will tip our head back and
the other one
of us will clench the wheel--
wherein both parties reap the
spoils of our little zero-sum game
because i get to leave the ground
_"don't stop"_
kicking up gravel with the heels of the rubber and
you get to feel the earth
_"let me go"_
leaving acrid smoke and burning metal
and then, there, that somewhere in the middle i win and you win and the windows close us back up against the cold whiplash
of sand and air
and the sums cancel out like they
_always, always have._
Feb 5, 2019
Feb 5, 2019 at 12:16 AM UTC
like those moments in harmony
when i say "you drive" and
you say "i drive"
and the universe
concurs that the
one of us
will tip our head back and
the other one
of us will clench the wheel--
wherein both parties reap the
spoils of our little zero-sum game
because i get to leave the ground
_"don't stop"_
kicking up gravel with the heels of the rubber and
you get to feel the earth
_"let me go"_
leaving acrid smoke and burning metal
and then, there, that somewhere in the middle i win and you win and the windows close us back up against the cold whiplash
of sand and air
and the sums cancel out like they
_always, always have._
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