Bumper Cars
that long lonesome highway
ain't so lonesome after all
there's many cars on the byway
and truckers on the long haul
driving one next to another
back and front and all about
dangers abound, some undiscovered
behind, before, all 'round, no doubt
you may think I'm a bit crass
but some folks ridin' these roads
really like to ride upon my ass
despite brake lights that I showed
they get right up to my derriere
and hang there as if we're close
but I try not to look too scared
'lest i tip my hand to overexpose
my fear they'll get in my backseat
to carry them to their destination
an unlikely, yet still possible feat
parked in mind's fertile creation
for miles we go close back to front
they seem to not want to go past
no hurry for them, while i bear the brunt
imagining they might jus' drive up en masse
© Goode Guy 2011-11-29
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