i've never spent moments in the fortress of my mother's breast
i haven't found another niche of safety since i forgot how my father's chest felt fastened to my cheek
my father should of been my seat belt and my mother the air bags on this trip of physically being
my father has 3 DUIs
So i've been falling asleep at the wheel
crashing into walls of other men saying this is how to hug
one hand on the bumper
i got dents from when they hit it from the back
lmao
i learned that hitting the breaks late is better than not hitting it at all
my breaks were stuck
i have swerved some
i am a wreck with in my own heart
mind has been racing
my heart is on E
my way of living in the air of my tires
my ink from this pen pumped up into the tank
like this is the only way i can get where i am going
take me anywhere baby
i just wanted you to be my radio on late night drives
where all we have is gas and the keys
and time to spend well
you are not only just my keys
you are my jump start
we gps one another when we get lost
or lose each other
but what do i do when i lose myself in you when i have broken down on the side of road
phone dead
will you pick me up ?
end my night with a destination and slight head osculation deliberately to the bass of your whispers
i want to be your headlights in your darkest hour
don't mind my sing along
i know
my voice trembles and cracks when i tell my self i am deserving to finally have a signal and a connection to at least one station
eating the bud brownies you brought
one slender vertical wrist on the wheel
total dominance of any and every trip we are about to go on
but you will never give me our license and registration when we get pulled over
