in the car

all I had to do was sit there for the entire trip
no solace, no solidarity 
just sit
as you sobbed down the rural roads that twisted and turned
hi-visibility poles
no stars came out that night
just sit 
as you backed too far into the concrete walls in the thin driveway
the bumper fell off
and you stopped crying as you thought about what dad would say
I'm still sitting in the car to this day
just sitting 

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