the invisible car I purchased from that retiring
super hero
was really a bad investment
I should have figured I would have trouble
in traffic

nobody ever let me pull ahead of them
during the morning commute
or if they did
they ended up riding
my bumper all the way
into work 

another mess was with the insurance companies
how do you explain scratches
and dents
that can't even be seen?

and I was never able to provide them
with the obligatory
photograph to confirm my vehicles spotless
appearance at the time
of purchase 

they just kept raising my
rates 

oh, and the cops were merciless with me
at first I couldn't convince
them I wasn't hitching
for rides
when I drove up the freeway ramps 

and trying to conceal contraband items
from their prying eyes
certainly
proved to be an impossible task
they could see
everything I tried to hide
no matter where I tried to hide it
in that car 

I sold it to an old lady for less than half
the price I paid for it
she swore to me it would only be driven on weekends 

she decorated the windows
with frilly curtains and
she's won several drag racing championships
in Pasadena, California 

that's the last time
I look for deals in the back pages
of a comic
book