I look at the faces in the speeding cars,
and wonder if I will ever get to know them,
if they will ever find me familiar,
and recognize me in a crowd,
if they will ever have a nickname for me,
if I will ever drink with them,
if i will ever know their husbands, their wives, their gay lovers,
if we will ever have a child together,
if we will ever fight,
if they will ever be a part of my life.
then I remember that I am
drinking in my car,
and eyeing other drunks,
wondering if they are as lonely as I am.