Car Eulogy


Goodbye my car
My private
karaoke booth,
   my 
lunchtime siesta chamber, my
hot box.
will never forget losing control in the snow drifts of Ithaca,
flash floods while careening the Grapevine,
ghost riding you in the desert.
Come to think of it, this was a long time coming

Oopsie :3

(2016, previously distributed via Facebook and Substack)