door handle sticks
car sputtering
a cat in the window

bobber dips
once, twice, thrice.
He got away this time

beautiful city all lit up
leather backseat
“I love you.”

sweat dripping
still in first
one last lap

drive to the cemetery
two deer cross
sign of afterlife

The next step
Are we moving too fast?
Two place sets

step out into the winter torn world
like Brendan Fraser
Blast from the Past

his chuckle
so deep
ice cold Busch Light