dressed in full vexation
she threw herself into the passenger seat
her quickly discarded belongings october leaves
falling into their usual respective resting places.
she put her feet on the dash and he did not mind.
she found her purse without looking and fished her lip gloss out
and he hardly pretended not to watch as she applied it
her eyes ahead embers.
he pulled away from the curb
and shifted into second silent, aware she held the floor
fighting a smile and rush-hour traffic
as she said much, he little but enough.