The Last Drive

We drove in that car,
a rental, midsize,
you and I

past palm trees
and the ocean waving
like goodbyes

and grocery bags flying
in traffic, plastic spirals
in the sky.

The highway
was fast, faster
than your body had obliged

in many months
until this drive
and so I

asked,
Is it
fast?

Yes,
very,
your reply,

and you asked,
Can’t we just keep driving
and driving

forever?
My answer
made you smile

and we were quiet
then for quite
some time.

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