My Car Window: Up Or Down? Poem by Luke Bushen

Keeping your mouth closed makes everything quiet
I can actually think straight whenever I try it
Calm and relaxing; quite a respite
My hair looks so nice ‘cause it’s sitting just right

But slowly, I notice how hot you are getting
I’m sweating! So, quickly, I adjust your settings
You open your mouth and start screaming at me
It’s almost as if you’ve set a waterfall free
You suck up my arm and blow out my hair
Plaster me back with your spool of cold air
And now I’ve got goose bumps. Thanks a lot!
I choke you again because I’d rather be hot

And so, the process once again begins
The screaming and silence; the changing winds
Who honestly knows if I’ll ever decide?
I just can’t wait to get home and be done with this ride.