Hello Poetry
Submit your work and get some sparkles! Create free account
My dad let me drive his expensive German car Except by myself even though I wasn’t old enough i came to a complete stop at every stop sign And checked my mirrors and my blind spots And at every spot light I made sure my foot was on the brake In case my mind decided to change my mind the ravens picked up on my intrusive thoughts Stepped on the brake for me Turned on my indicator Moved the windshield wipers so the breadcrumbs would fall to the side And then they would eat them up And the car wheels would smash their bodies into smithereens What if I swerved right instead of left The windows were cracked so that The pressure wouldn’t trap me as the car sunk into the abyss That was the pool of lethe Maybe I would forget the route And take another one home Park in the garage And then hand my dad the keys Until the next time, he said
0
Mar 9, 2020
Mar 9, 2020 at 10:17 AM UTC
sunday drive
My dad let me drive his expensive German car Except by myself even though I wasn’t old enough i came to a complete stop at every stop sign And checked my mirrors and my blind spots And at every spot light I made sure my foot was on the brake In case my mind decided to change my mind the ravens picked up on my intrusive thoughts Stepped on the brake for me Turned on my indicator Moved the windshield wipers so the breadcrumbs would fall to the side And then they would eat them up And the car wheels would smash their bodies into smithereens What if I swerved right instead of left The windows were cracked so that The pressure wouldn’t trap me as the car sunk into the abyss That was the pool of lethe Maybe I would forget the route And take another one home Park in the garage And then hand my dad the keys Until the next time, he said
Written by
17/F
Mar 9, 2020
Mar 9, 2020 at 10:17 AM UTC
Request permission to use this poem