The Point of Texting and Driving

It takes no energy

alone and behind the wheel

to swerve into someone coming towards me.

We could die on this Interstate together.

Or should I wait until the other driver is ready?

I long for the crack of glass and the crush of metal.

 

I so want to sanctify this union.

A wedding of souls in a head-on collision.

My invitation – sent – is not meant for you but everyone,

Anyone willing to share the intimacy

of the next few seconds,

toasting a marriage of cracking glass and crushing metal.

 

When I awoke this morning,

the feeling of wanting to try was overwhelming.

You felt me shivering in our bed

and when you asked, I lied.

I can’t tell you what’s driving me inside,

chasing a vision of cracking glass and crushing metal.

 

I love you.

Lest you forget in the years ahead, I’ll text you 

all the while searching for that someone to conjoin with me.

I’ll send it continuously over and over

until the moment when my oncoming savior finds me,

baptized in the crack of glass and the crush of metal.

 

You should not have listened to me this morning.

I’ll tell you what I believe:

It’s never been what it was promised to be. Never.

Rather, I’ll embrace the anointed 

light of being glorious alive

right before the crack of glass and the crush of metal.

 

I was fine. Maybe the other person wanted to try.

I don’t know how we’ll be maligned,

Yet, I do know, finally, what it is I want to send:

my wordless plea hoping you’ll absolve me forever,

for the impact will not last and soon it will be easier

after the crack of glass and the crush of metal.

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Categories: Poetry, Selection: 2018

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