In a Parked Car:

How many times have I sat
Crying in a parked car?
Weeping, bawling, banging my fist against the steering wheel
Feeling everything and going no where
How many times?
How many times did we fight in that parked car?
Trying to reach some understanding but failing
Feeling the heavy words bounce
From door to door
ear to ear
Hoping they’d disappear into the backseat somewhere
How many times?
How many times have I sat outside your house
frozen
As if in a photograph
Waiting in a parked car
Trying to get to where you are
Never knowing how to release the brake
Never knowing how to accelerate?