I Sit on a Car

I sit on a car watching planes over head
Watching blue, yellow, white, and black planes take flight
Watching a man kiss and woman goodbye and drive away
Watching a family check their bags
Watching my friend, next to me, watch them too

I see a car pass as we leave the airport
I see another and another and another
No one is walking, I see no one walking
I see another car pass, and I put my head against my window and close my eyes

I imagine a forest, with tree, animals, and leaves
I imagine a fox stalking a rabbit
I imagine a lumberjack cutting down a tree
I imagine dynamite blowing up a mountain top
I imagine condos, houses, factories consuming the forest
I open my eyes, and see another car pass

We pull to a stop, at a large black mountain of a house
We climb out of the car and walk up the wrought iron steps
He pulls out a set of keys and unlocks the thick oak door
We are home, we will sleep, and wake up, and continue to find a forest
We will find a forest and I will walk, and walk, and walk until I see a plane over head