Convertible

Convertible
To cars left on the side of the road

Some with a bum tire, a puddle
where there should be a wheel.
Some with hazards blinking,
a metronome speaking with light
instead of sound. Some look fine,
beautiful, even. Some cannot share
what is wrong without being driven.
Some that will never be driven again.
Some that need only one new part.
Some with windows down, defenseless
against the rain, like this convertible,
rain pouring straight into the seats,
the dash. Some couple went for a drive,
took the convertible along this road,
radio loud, so happy to be the owners
of a car that can change to meet their needs,
that can come apart so gracefully
like a lady sawed in half onstage
then smiling and reassembled after.