she plugs it into
her house
and it's good to go for
a week or so.
it's a long white
spaceship.
it makes no sound.
no oil, no gas,
no grease monkey poking
around the engine.
she puts
the stereo on, a video
on the screen.
we get into our pajamas
as she makes me a martini
the car
drives itself.
giving you kind updates
along the way.
there's a dairy queen up ahead,
the soft voice says.
we sit back and relax
in the massaging seats
heading to
the beach.
laughing, having a good
old time. happy, but
hoping it doesn't
catch fire.
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