Parking Lot

There’s a version of me that hangs out in parking lots

In my brain

…or my subconscious…

Whatever

He has a car, the hood is popped

Talking to some other mes I don’t recognize

Gathered around

Staring down at the engine block

Milder mes

But this guy

This show-off showing off

Kinda rules

He obviously knows a lot about cars

I

Or the me I most am

Drives by in the backseat of my parents’ car

Wondering what it’s like

To care that much about chrome

Sincerely

I’d like to teach the world to sing

(fuck)

Anything!