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