Too many kilowatts

I traveled the back country roads

snuggling a yellow tail

while listening to too many kilowatts

blaring out of cracked speakers

matching my hoarse throat

but the wind rushing through the windows

didn’t mind the free ride or tell

a damn soul I was lost inside.

I should tell you this was therapy

much cheaper and no appointment necessary

haphazardly, I know, but music fueled my mind

erased the hurtin’ kind.

Yep, that old Ford kept me alive

through all the darkest of times

along with the yellow tail

until I finally chucked it out

and ran out of gas.