Foundation

The blue walls crack around me which
I should have been able to see in the age
of our home’s foundation. I caught us looking
different directions on the highway, cars zipping
through and we nearly collided something
cosmic. Our souls were ready to ascend
from our bodies to some alternate nirvana,
the realization we aren’t who we used to be to
each other and that’s okay even if the physics
on this shared sedan don’t match the consistency
of scientific laws, we make the rules and break
what we make, what we have made over
the years. We can’t take this back
enough.