While Driving Drunk at Night

While Driving Drunk at Night

Poetry

Daniel Galvin

Ugly flowers wave us on
you blast their arms aside
manic profile gleaming teeth and gums
I check for reassurance

 

There’s none
my chest full of beating wings

 

You take a corner too hard
we glide for ages
I wish you had just tied me up
and put me in the boot

 

But then we’re back
leaking laughter
like someone slashed our lungs

 

And many things
I could think
to think of now
are not so pressing
as this blind onrushing bend
and wondering where the white line ends.

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