pink cadillac (in memoriam)

CREATIVE pink cadillac (in memoriam)

Written by Aeva Milos

car crash simulation straight out of heaven and you, in the driver’s seat (Jesus take the wheel!) i’m obsessed with elvis and she’s speeding a pink cadillac down marinated suburbia feet dusty with indecision her hair whipping my thighs black-clad Patti with a white dove hangs rosary beads from rear-view mirrors

at what point does a painted line down the middle make a road?

me, the attention-hungry hitchhiker turning a thumb down for no more rides i trace lines along forearms paving new roads, a route 66 with grass growing through the seam humming old-man melodies and dressed in tulips and antiquated film

the pink cadillac parks at a gas station the proverbial church for truck drivers and Springsteens the old adage: crimson comes in threes like the curve of your gibson in the moonlight the careening highway in desert darkness the eroded canyon valley, itching for an echo

you’re very rockstar, you know she screams and grips the steering wheel the engine croons out one last rock tune

elvis eventually auctions off the cadillac in graceland and new york city burns in the rising sun to be anything but this is impossible for us (you whisper: memento mori!) life betrays art, art betrays death something like that and i watch you do everything magnificently, gorgeously, divinely— will you do the same for me?