Pow! That was the cable snapping
between the door handle and the latch.
Driver’s side, interior. I have to crawl across
the seat and exit the passenger side. Or ride with
the door not closed, holding it by the armrest
from swinging open when I turn right.
Use your seat belt. To keep the door
from flapping open like
a worn-out blind.
The flowers need
more Vigoro.
Something inside
my head. A stroke, from
essential hypertension.
Aiee, The Phantom.