It's just nice
 

There's something nice
about a hot afternoon
pumping gas across the street from
a car sales lot, flags
flapping crisply
window rolled down, head resting
smell of gasoline and the
heat
inside the greenhoused car
bus stop sign shudders to the sound
of trucks on their way
car door dings softly when you
open it to replace the nozzle
and it's hot, summer breathing
down your shirt
full
ready for the next errand
snap shut the gas cap
start up to blaring radio
drive into heat shimmer
and away.

Took me right there! Superbly expressed! :snap: :snap: :snap:

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Something Nice

There's something nice
about a hot afternoon
pumping gas across the street from
a car sales lot, flags
flapping crisply
window rolled down, head resting
smell of gasoline and the
heat
inside the greenhoused car
bus stop sign shudders to the sound
of trucks on their way
car door dings softly
replacing the nozzle
and it's hot, summer breathing
down your shirt
full
ready for the next errand
snap shut the gas cap
start up to blaring radio
drive into heat shimmer
and away

Reminds me of the summer I learned to drive -- 76 Chevy Nova with red vinyl seats that left patterns on your thighs. Z-ROCK AM 1590 on the radio and I was Actually Pumping Gas and not because my dad was driving and wanted me to "learn." Groovy!