58 impala

you buy
a torquoise
chevrolet
and park it
out front.
it attracts
strangers.
people come
from all over
to sit on it
and drink
beer from
bottles
in paper bags.
they like your
car. how it looks.
so bright
and shiny.
you yell out
the window
to get off my
car, but they
laugh and laugh
and take switch
blades out
of their boots
and hold the
gleaming blades
up into
the sunlight.