TALKING TO SELF IN CARS OR DRIVEN TO DELICACY BY HAFJAK DIVIZ

BEEN DRIVING A LONG TIME

IN ONE OF THE DRIVING CAPITOLS OF THE WORLD

IN THAT TIME IVE NOTICED THAT

PEOPLE HAVE THEIR DRIVING RITUALS

LIKE ONE TIME

NEAR SANTA MONICA AND SAWTELLE

GETTING ONTO THE 405

I NEARLY CRASHED WATCHING THIS WOMAN

IN HER CAR HER BUBBLE

INDULGING HER DRIVING RITUAL

WHICH WAS

PICKING HER NOSE

BUT SHE DIDNT JUST PICK

SHE PLUNGED

HER FINGER GLIDED TWO KNUCKLES DEEP UP HER NOSE

SHE PULLED OUT THE GLISTENING DIGIT

EXAMINED IT

AND WHATEVER CAME OUT WITH IT

THEN SHE SUCKED THE FINGER

LIKE IT WAS GREASY FROM A PIECE OF KENTUCKY FRIED

YEAH

SHE PLUNGED AND SUCKED LIKE THAT

NOT JUST ONCE

BUT FOR THE ENTIRE TIME

I WAS ABLE TO WATCH HER

AS WE DROVE SIDE BY SIDE ON THE 405

ISNT SHE EMBARRASSED I THOUGHT

DOESNT SHE KNOW THAT SHE CAN BE SEEN

THAT IM WATCHING HER

OR IS SHE IN SUCH BLISS THAT

SHE DOESNT CARE

I CARE

IM TERRIBLY SELF CONSCIOUS OF MY DRIVING RITUAL

WHICH IS

PICKING MY NOSE

NAH

ME

I GET IN MY CAR

START THE ENGINE

PULL OUT INTO TRAFFIC

AND AS MY CAR SPEWS SMOG

I BLOW HOT AIR

THATS IT

MY DRIVING RITUAL

I TALK TO MYSELF IN THE CAR

WHAT DO I SAY

A LOT

A LOT I SHOULD NEVER SAY

A LOT ID LIKE TO SAY

A LOT I SHOULDVE SAID

A LOT

WHEN IM ROLLING IM OK

NOONE CAN SEE ME AT MY RITUAL

EVERYONES WATCHING THE ROAD

BUT RED LIGHTS ARE THE WORST

I COME TO A STOP

AND AM SPOTTED JABBERING TO MYSELF

AND HAVE TO PRETEND THAT IM SINGING

ON A HANDS FREE

OR COUGHING

OR I JUST COVER MY MOUTH WITH A HAND

AND JABBER ON

YEP

BEEN TALKING TO MYSELF IN CARS

FOR AS LONG AS IVE BEEN DRIVING

THE TALKING HAS TURNED INTO

PLANS IVE EXECUTED

SONGS IVE COMPOSED

STORIES IVE WRITTEN

COMICS IVE DRAWN

AND THIS AND OTHER POEMS

THE TALKING HAS LED TO WONDERFUL IDEAS

HAS FREED ME OF ANGER

GRANTED ME INNER PEACE

SO I DONT KNOW WHY IM SO SELF CONSCIOUS

ABOUT MY DRIVING RITUAL

ESPECIALLY WHEN SO MANY OTHERS DO IT

MAYBE IF I SPOKE INTO A MINI TAPE RECORDER

ID FEEL MORE LEGIT

MAYBE IF I STUCK A BLUETOOTH UHURA THING IN MY EAR

ID FEEL WELL DISGUISED

MAYBE IF I SPOKE TO OTHERS AND NOT TO MYSELF IN CARS

ID BE HEALTHY

WHO KNOWS

I ONLY KNOW THAT

TRAFFIC IS MY FRIEND

MY THERAPIST MY MUSE

MY SOUNDING BOARD

MY SOLACE

WHILE DRIVING I TALK TO MYSELF

I PLUNGE DEEP INTO MY PSYCHE

SOMETIMES THIS RESULTS IN EMBARRASSMENT

OTHER TIMES I PULL OUT GLISTENING DELICACIES

AND THEYRE FINGER LICKIN GOOD

JAK

OVER AND

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