we live on front porches and swing life away
we get by just fine here on minimum wage
if love is a labor I’ll slave til the end
I drove with my hands on the red leather wheel.
I drove with my eyes cast to the heavens and the winding snake of a road.
I drove with laughter trailing behind me like a chariot.
My new/old car named Horse begs to be driven faster than 95 on the highway….
I let it pull ahead.
I drive 110 on the straightaway… and after the 115 mark, I just stop watching that little needle… I just go.
I let the top down and I sing out the lyrics to songs that are only playing in my head.
Days like today, when the sun is on my shoulder and the wind is like wings battering on the windshield, when the startled rain parts before me… I don’t miss the loves of my life so very much.
I don’t miss the smiling girl with the chocolate hair.
I don’t miss anything or anyone.
I just catch my heart in my teeth and …. drive.
Kids at my side, they’re laughing at the streetlights… kids at my side and I drive so much slower… below the speed limit because my love is greater than my need.
But when the kids are abed…
I dream of the wind.
and of lyrics that thunder from my lips, mind and heart.
I dream of driving and of going so very far away… so far away that I can’t be touched ever again. So far away that the dawn becomes the dusk and the ocean’s hem foams at my side. I want to go so far… so far…
Just the music, the kids, my car and me.
