This is sort of ridiculous.
You're watching every movement of my hands at the wheel
with those oceanic eyes.
Your car smells.
Like ciggarettes
Like hard work
Like youth
And I like it.
This, your stupid jokes, your crooked nose, and all your scars, inside and out
entwine their fingers in my soul
and tug.
Sometimes
Actually,
All the time.
I hope you feel it too.
