major tom to ground control

i've landed in the future

with

this

new car.

so many things to learn.

i remember

the stick shift.

the pedals,

the clutch,

i rolled the windows

down by hand.

i turned the radio on

with a twist

of one dial.

pushing buttons

for the stations.

the heat was a vent,

up or down.

hot or cold.

i'm in a space capsule

now.

touch screens,

and voices

in my head telling me

what's right

what's wrong.

which direction to go.

bells are ringing,

gages fluttering. i'm 

floating in space.

major tom,

major tom.

to ground control.