Give me cheap beer and country back roads—
the hum of the engine as we climb through the roof
towards a sky with no sun.
Give me that kind of half-drunken laughter,
digging elbows into ribs in the backseat.
Parked by the side of the road when
too many people and
not enough car
make for just the right kind of road trip.
Forget where we’re going.
Give me the three left turns
back onto our street
so we can spend sunrise
in the driveway
and call it