Monday, October 02, 2006

My car is gone.

My car is gone.
Not where I left it.
How do you misplace something that heavy?

I liked my car,
it was me.

This one is nice.
This one is borrowed.
This one is not me.

The police called,
they found my car.
It has dents and dings
they said.
and the radio is gone.

Does it work?
Who knows.
It's the weekend
The towing place is closed
The insurance company is closed
Can I drive my own car yet?
Can I have that part of me back?
Do I have to wait?

Will it take long?
I don't need a perfect car;
even though its been violated
its my car.
I want to make the space mine again.

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