You know it's going to
be a good ride when you find
that one car you click with..

Trading places, making room
at the merge,
flying by at 85 miles per hour
partners in crime

until that eventual split
you on 84, her on 91.
You pull up alongside eachother
for the first time
Share a smile, a wave, a shrug
of 'too bad you're not going my way.'

10/06/99

bleach (dot) org : I've been away. Sue me.
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