Miscue After Your 16-Hour Drive to Owensboro
Like someone seeking answers,
you leaned in from the downpour
to utter just one question:
Did you drive here? You asked me.
(From the hotel, I assumed.)
No, I walked, I laughed, nervous.
I can’t forget your pained face.
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Driver’s brain!