Driving the Oscar Meyer Weinermobile: A Love Story by Matt Mason

Driving the Oscar Meyer Weinermobile: A Love Story

 

Forget, please, the psychology of such a statement,

but I

wanna drive the Weinermobile, I

wanna do I-80 in a hotdog hotrod;

and, frankly, it’s not Freudian,

it’s not about Ego movement or the Id,

it’s about the wonder of how everyone would be in love

with me as I glide across Nebraska in a grillable treat;

it could be

snowing outside, but I’m revving inside summer’s belly,

hoping someday on highway 20 or route 66 or county road 12, that

I’ll catch up with the gal who drives the big Hershey’s Kiss,

both of us, lane by lane, moving

west as the sun bows down in the tide of these fields.

 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
*Photo attributed to David Berkowitz under CC BY 2.0