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“Ok, Joey, this is what आप gotta do. आप हटाइए the gear into drive right? Because that’s what आप gotta do; drive. And आप lightly put your feet on the gas. Lightly. Unless you’re racing but आप shouldn’t do that… But if आप do I won’t tell your mother. Anyways , feet lightly on the gas, and आप see, आप हटाइए forward. I’m not even touching the wheel. आप don’t want to have a death grip on the wheel, that’s bad. So when आप want to turn, आप gotta line up your mirrors with the corner you’re turning at, like this. And then आप turn the wheel, and straighten it back out…...

i felt like लेखन a one-shot. i like them. maybe ill write more...

September, 1967

will आप blindly follow me
when im goin nowhere?
will आप keep your faith in me
when i dont have a prayer?

i stood on my front porch and waited. waited. waited for my फ्रेंड्स Ponyboy Curtis, Johnny Cade, Two-Bit Mathews, and Steve Randle. we were going to school together. i impatiently tapped my foot. if they didnt hurry up, we were gonna be late. the cool, light, September breeze kicked my long, golden brown hair around. i pushed it outta my face. i looked at my watch. "damn आप guys!" we were definatley gonna be...