Desires

I want a Chevy impala

I want a black Chevy impala

I want it so bad I’d murder for it

I hunger for it

A shiny one with a loud engine

I want to drive it down Main Street with AC/DC playing

I want to drive it across the country and take my friends along

For the ride

I want to smell the old leather and think of ages past

I want to work on the engine, rebuild it with my own hands, feel the slime of the oil

I want to love that car

I want that to be the car I always remember