Rain hammers tin roof above my head
Wrench turns bolt on nitrous line of red
Dryers tumble socks in steady beat
Grease-stained fingers tap the concrete seat
Camera clicks the steam and metal gleam
Shutter catches hope in diesel steam
Spin cycle thunder shakes the floor
Engine roars behind the washer door
Quarter slots eat coins like hungry teeth
Sudden hope blooms underneath
Lens captures light in soapy spray
We drive out clean at break of day
Mechanic wipes his hands on oily rag
Yellow light hums inside paper bag
Spin cycle drowns the rain outside
Nitrous hiss becomes my pride
Viewfinder frames the grease and glow
One more mile before I go
Spin cycle thunder shakes the floor
Engine roars behind the washer door
Quarter slots eat coins like hungry teeth
Sudden hope blooms underneath
Lens captures light in soapy spray
We drive out clean at break of day
Dryer vent breathes warm on frozen cheeks
Seven days since anyone speaks
Toolbox sits on folded denim pile
Wrench extends the engine's smile
Flash captures oil on spinning drum
Night dissolves to morning hum
Rain stops sudden like a held breath
Dawn paints puddles gold on cement death
Keys turn over, engine catches fire
Laundromat lights expire, tire
Camera hangs quiet on my chest
Westbound highway puts rest to rest
Transmission whines in parking lot
Mechanic gives me all he's got
Clean socks folded in a plastic bag
Road map drawn on greasy rag
Shutter clicks the rearview mirror scene
Wash cycle rinses gasoline
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