Riding With Mary

they can't go to sleep

at four the car is parked

outside the door scars

of a knife on his arm her

husband knows they're together

riding with mary protection

to pass riding with mary protecting

immaculate love rows of numbered doors

behind the car warms up,

the street is clear and empty

and green with lights they talk

and never stop moving he's sounding

her name in his head she's falling

asleep next to his face her sister's

getting married today and the saints

of easter smile on the dashboard rides

a figurine a powerless sweet forgotten

thing so the next time you see

a statue of mary remember my sister was in a car