It was a fast run to Gate City in a new tbird
- The top down, Kay and Mom and me.
I’m in the back seat. I’m only 10.
Even in Morristown, Gate City was the place
Where you went to get liquor.
I was along for the ride. Dad died that year.
I don’t know if this was before or after,
But the memory does not feel sorrowful.
It’s like a five second video clip. I wish
I could save it and open it in Elements
To hear the audio, to slow the video down.
I don’t know the file extension for ghosts, though.