Night in my Car

The large white moon hangs low
in the navy blue thrities movie,
while Saturn bursts a crater,
ash and fire spit from its rings.
I fall back into his arms.

Driving in my car
I am in the passenger seat
and twice in the back
watching myself drive the stick shift
while he turns the wheel.

I find a book with twisted letters
while natural disasters outside cause death.
The letters fall off the page onto the carpet,
sentences, paragraphs, chapters all causalities.

the world turns to sand
while the stars become beach balls
floating over my head.
He picks up the book and tries to read
but I change my mind
and would rather drive myself and myself and myself around.

...April 2002