On you I lean

O gas-o-line.

We ran out together once,

remember?

Just out of town,

the road stretching before us.

I never saw it coming,

your vanishing

and pulling up later

in another man’s car.

We steer by looking back.

at the station

with our swerving,

intersecting lines

It will be over

before you know it

Ice

water

steam

Hot damn!