Hands at 10 and 2 - Desa

Starting the car, I turn off the E brake

A three point turn and I’m driving

Hands are at 10 and 2

Two eyes, a head blocking out two minor problems

A faulty fuel gauge

Idles, but not well

I’m squinting both my eyes

Daydreaming doubtless drew pictures of perfect life, my gaze from the truth

Signal, mirror, over the shoulder and carefully enter the turn lane

Hands are at 10 and 2

Two eyes, a head in the clouds as the wreck approaches

Obstructed signs on my shoulder assist me in getting nowhere

Wish I could blame them for the crash, but I oughtta blame the driver

He was squinting both his eyes

Daydreaming doubtless drew pictures of perfect life, his gaze from the truth

Can you drive me to a good view?

I’ve no sense of direction

But something tells me you can help