it took
months before i had
enough money
saved up to fix the rear view
mirror
of my 67 maroon Camaro
that my girlfriend broke
with her foot
as we made out
in the bucket seats
while at the drive-in.
a gear shift was positioned
dangerously between us.
we were both quite flexible
back then.
almost gymnasts.
i have no memory of what
movie was playing,
a triple feature i'm sure,
perhaps dusk to dawn
and
i imagine that
the windows were steamed.
at some point i'm sure
we pushed the static filled metal
speaker off the window,
onto the ground
and accidentally sat on
a greasy shrimp roll
from the concession stand.
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