I rode in a car that the Consensus of Everyone Else drove once.
It went too fast on rails I could barely see.
I tried to mind the GPS,
For I was supposed to navigate.
"There's the airport," I said.
Too late.
We had nearly crashed into a Boeing.
We swerved in time to see the others
Disappear into a tunnel,
And we got to the mouth of it and stopped.

"Does this car drive itself, then?"
I demanded of the Consensus.
"It's a 'self' car. So, yes, as long as there are rails."
I tried to get her to go off road,
But when she finally pulled in
To the covered entrance,
I was wishing that I had just walked,
And I wasn't sure where we were going,
Or why we were in such a rush to get there.

-jenn