—
In the car
the more the driver fidgets
—the more we may die
When did I lose the ability
—to just ride?
Naive blissful fun
freedom and the open road
65 miles an hour in a machine
—driven by a human being
When did every tragedy
become plausible
every worse-case-scenario
—a spoiler alert
When did the bad
become bigger
When did I lose the ability
—to just ride
