DRIVING ON THE TRACKS
I think you are supposed
to take some air out
of the tires
It wasn’t something
that we thought about
gliding across the prairie night
with no one needing to steer
and lots of cold beer
and the throttle
(they had throttles then)
set at forty miles per hour
It is something we would
probably have thought about
going across the old wooden trestle
that and the freights that run at all hours
Except that we were too busy
holding back our friend in the back
almost as strong as the three of us
in his full blown panic
Trying to leap
over the front seat
to grab the quivering wheel
to save himself, and kill us all