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2019-05-20, poems

I Lost My Car at the Gas Station, or Diego Segura’s 16th Dream.

all pumps filled
all but one
fill up quick
off we run

too steep of a grade
come down the hill
i walk by her side
to keep her still

don’t you have
four wheels, i say?
and four sets of brakes
to keep, to stay?

no, she says.
i need your help.
so instead of drive,
i walk as well.

here comes the moment,
we must stay in sync
look at the highway
stop and think
jump in now
or must we wait?
now! i say

pedal to metal?
no, pedal to ground
i stop look around frown where is my car?