White Cadillac, 3 A M

( In collaboration with ChatGPT (OpenAI’s conversational language model) I told Him once— my favorite sat under halogen moons, white Cadillac parked at the edge of night. It looked different— special in some way— and my first impression was right. A racecar in preacher’s robes, specs in the window read like scripture: horsepower, torque, zero to rapture in under five. Price tag: $100,000. But what’s that to the divine? I made a promise, if I ever received it— I’d 'open-it-up' only where the road runs true, and only at 3:00 a.m., when the world sleeps and there's no one to hurt but me. Because I love to fly, but I love folks more. _____ NOTES: Download at: _____ //play.google.com/store/apps/details?id=com.openai.chatgpt