Big
Black Car
It’s
parked outside my bedroom,
idling.
There
must have been an upgrade,
For the
dogs long gone.
I’m sure
there’s others too,
Just
like this one,
Engine humming
And
sleek as hell.
Waiting,
Waiting
to tear through
scattered
alleyways and the nameless streets
of our
unspoken pitfalls
and
broken mirror promises.
SARGE
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