car with the dents
and rust and windows
that don't roll up or down,
stuck in one place and on some
days, just the right place.
like that stray mutt
that doesn't leave you alone
ever since you made
the mistake of feeding it.
like autumn
even if it gets cold because
of that sweater you always wear
that some people tell you is ugly.
imperfectly
timelessly.
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