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drive

 fingers trace hard curves, sleek and smooth, glowing
the door handle lifts with a sweet, soft snick
I slide the key in, turn, watch the dashboard ignite
the engine heats, purrs… throbs
I grasp control, first gear in
pull forward firmly

hot dusk air whispers in my ear
the revs increase, gears shift
cruising faster now, close on the turns
tires whirling, motor growling
the night road surrenders
to me, to me

the lines quicker, flicker, eaten
pistons relentless
tightened, my fingers grip
suspended in neutral…
charging through the stardust, roaring
I drive, I am driven




Written by Atakti
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