there’s a body in the backseat of the car,
but they haven’t said a word,
and i’m not inclined to speak to them either,
especially if they’re going to be rude
and not laugh at my dumb pun jokes
that makes very little sense
the curve of a scar can sometimes look like
an upside-down smile wanting
to say something that we’re too shy
to admit to,
but maybe that’s because there is a crime that was committed when we got that scar,
and it’s best to plead the 5th in those sorts of cases
free on a saturday night,
but don’t read too much into that,
because sometimes it’s as innocent as it sounds,
and sometimes it means i’m practicing hermetic living
for reasons beyond comprehension,
i mean,
why would i want to get into it?
Fred Aiken Writing 