By Jojo Jensen

Just close the door
Saunter to your car
And pull away from my heart.

You push your life into third gear
While mine slows as
I shift into neutral.

Your wiper blades click back
And forth clearing the view
In front of you-
My defrost isn’t working and
My heart fogs over.

You make hard turns, swerving
In and out of love.
I pull on my parking
Brake and decide
It’s time to rest.


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