Dodge

What we were doing,

Rodney, Tony, and me,

in Rodney's parents' Dodge,

the kind with the push-button gears,

a real embarrassment to Rodney,

that junior Junior Johnson

who wanted to double clutch,

speed shift, and get rubber

and now had us, in the family sedan,

spinning donuts on a gravel road

beside a tobacco field,

laughing, wild, our lives

on the edge of the seat,

I don't know.