I WISH I WOULD DIE

in a car
cruising
at sixty
or seventy
on a perfectly fine
autumn day
smoking a Lucky
and drifting
just drifting
next to a body
of water
moody
& full
of swells
& lulls
listening
to Sonny's Moritat
and wondering
what's next
on the playlist.

Norman Savage
Greenwich Village, 2016