i like the peace. in the backseat. i don't have to drive. i don't have to speak. i can watch the countryside. and i can fall asleep. my family tree's. losing all it's leaves. crashing towards the driver's seat. the lightning bolt had enough heat. to melt the street beneath your feet. alice died. in the night. i've been learning to drive. my whole life. my whole life. i've been learning