that new car smell for a long
time.
i kept the mileage
low,
back and forth
to church of course,
the grocery
store,
maybe to the doctor
for a flu,
or pneumonia shot.
never did i drink or
spill
coffee in it the first few
years,
or eat a scone, raining
crumbs down upon the leather
seats.
i miss everything
that once was new
and promising, even you.

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