The Sacred

The Sacred
Stephen Dunn

After the teacher asked if anyone had a sacred place
and the students fidgeted and shrank

in their chairs, the most serious of them all said it was his car,

being in it alone, his tape deck playing

things he'd chosen, and others knew the truth had been spoken

and began speaking about their rooms,

their hiding places, but the car kept coming up, the car in motion,

music filling it, and sometimes one other person

who understood the bright altar of the dashboard and how far away

a car could take him from the need

to speak, or to answer, the key in having a key

and putting it in, and going.