she was a beauty

that car was a beauty,
I tell
jake
as we stand on the side
of the road
with our thumbs out.
327 with baby moons.
dual exhaust.
rally stripe
wrapped around the back
of her crimson
skin.
he nods.
tells me out a mercury
he used to have.
chrome green. his eyes
light up
as if he's talking about
a girl.
a girl that got away.
finally a truck
pulls over
and we get in.