Here we come

route-66

She whispered
here we come
to me
rolling down the highway while I
was trying to keep a grip
on the steering wheel
and life.

She whispered
let’s go to Vegas
do something naughty
or nice
let the dice decide
snake eyes
or puppy paws.

I noticed she had marble eyes
a smile I didn’t recognize
as bugs spilled their guts
on the windshield
going 85
and I questioned if I
was about to do that!

She whispered again
I pressed the gas pedal to the floor
spit words out the window
I’d used before
watched them scatter in the rear view
into the wind
then replied
here we come
city of sin.

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