Epic

Like a speed sprung dwarf’sFirst time on the go cart track
Swerving and ducking,
Gas fumes galore.
Been on this route too long
I think
I’m almost
Through to the other side-
I could spit on that
Dusty boarder line.
You,
In the passenger seat
Asked me a complex riddle
Involving zeppelin architecture
And
Aluminum’s inventor
I chocked on my cough syrup
And swerved into a laugh-
The punch line caught me off guard

Or was it the answer?

The sun is the setting
And the weather is plastic,
Like a supermodels tits
I feel that disease
Seize up,
Up on me
And my pedal to the earth,
The yellow lines are running
Thinner
And thinner
Like my grandmother’s blood
(An aspirin a day
Keeps the clots at bay).
You composed a tantrum
And asked me two dozen questions
I shrugged,
Maybe laughed
And made friends
With the guardrail.