neil decker

camaro

back when I was ten
I left my religion in the
glove compartment
of my parents' rusty brown
1972 camaro
which they sold to a
long-haired dropout
named phil
who smelled like gasoline
and who was gonna drive all the way to
california
so he could meet up with his
mexican half-cousin
named jorge
who was gonna hook him up with
some sweet reo speedwagon tickets
and a blonde
named bunny
who worked as a waitress in a
topless sushi bar on the strip
which was co-owned
by the step-father
of the lead singer of
38 special
and a middle-aged midget
named vic
whose wife hated sushi
and who regularly drank
two bottles of
cognac on tuesdays
with a 19-year old prostitute
named jerry
who always got tested and who
always had sex with the casting agent for
dan akroyd on sundays.

I don't think phil or my faith are ever coming back.