Jennifer Gibbons

Interstate 680 Adoration Poem

I remember you were driving me home
and you were talking, and as you talked
you looked at me, then looked at the road,
and I was looking at you, and I remember
how alone I felt with you, how you curved
your car on the hill, and I could see BART,
and the other cars on the road,
but I just remember how it only felt it was the
two of us in the world, and I remember just looking at
you as you talked, as we looked at each other
and I was hoping that you would miss the exit to my
house
that you would keep driving
to Benicia, Sacramento, LA
all I wanted was to stay in that car with you
I still wanted that aloneness with you.
As you kept on driving
as we kept on looking at each other
as the other cars passed us by.