Gears shift, up, down
park, drive, neutral, drive, park
apparitions coast over, under
click, clack, squeal, click, clack
and I
I’m still here
A lil’ new, a lil’ old,
a lot whole
no more parts surfing on wind-threads
no more slices trampled at every turn
no more edges scraping tin-walls
no I
I’m here.