from Movie Nite ACT III
The brakes are gone but I don’t notice until the road starts to turn. It is a narrow brown road & there is a cliff on one side. Beautiful old trees drop vines across the road they brush the top of the car & you are holding a camera & a metal mixing bowl & we are in India. Look at the monkey you say. You are wearing your red sweater & your hair is up in a banana clip. You are a beautiful child or maybe my sister or that girl at school I just want to like me & I certainly don’t want you to know we have no brakes. Look at the monkey you say again & I get mad cuz I’m trying so hard just to keep us on the road but you’re so happy you’re so sunlit & blond I can’t not look & I can’t see the monkey & I can’t see what’s on the other side of the trees at the bottom of the cliff but we are about to find out.