(for Sylvia)

Nylon strapped into the backseat, infant
Of reckless parentage, jaw-broken logic

Like antifreeze for mastery, injected
Muscularity, a pink mouse curled inside a clenched

Fist—We lost a sideview. It ricocheted, sent sparks
Scattering plastic, wires fraying the blurry way.

Ecstatic and encaged, I prayed to conjure
From atrocity, your feral, foresty freedom.

At screaming speed, twigs slashing my impossible—
If I could drive a car, if that were conceivable—

I would flood this weapon with atmospheres of Earth.
I would beatify the shattered sea of glass.

Acid fog dissolves the orange caul, cap cradled
By undulating power lines—of deathless exhaust.

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Wassalamualaikum, selamat purnama, peace 🌕