The night air coming in through the windows
the moon peeking from behind the parting clouds.
Stars everywhere, a perfect night
for our little drive.
The radio blasting
the car filled with people
laughter, games
and of course... singing.
Loud, obnoxious, completely off key
but do you honestly think we care?
Never.
Stumbling over the words
screaming it for all the world to hear
though we're the only ones out here.
Sticking arms up through the sun roof
and heads as well
shouting at the harsh air
shouting at each other
as we play little games
with death and our future
traveling up the windy road.
Author notes
Bleh. Not my best
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