explosion on the freeway

i was afraid it was a gunshot
right through the rear window maybe it missed
me by a few inches but there wasn't
any projectile and no blood and i passed
two exits doing 70 before i was able to turn off
to check i kept going a while i don't know why
little pieces of glass kept falling even with the car stopped
the thing just exploded i found no trace
of anything like a decision made
without concern but based perhaps
on most important concerns of
engineering and stress and maybe somehow
there was something tossed at the car
something that shattered the glass and so
based perhaps on doing damage then
running away i stood in the 7-11 lot
thinking of when i tied my brother to a tree
my dad drinking buttermilk with his lunch sandwich
and his ulcer my mother that time she left
with the suitcase she always had ready
for those hospital trips but this time she left
because her own words argued against her
because the laundry needed to be hung out the window
because my father said this and that
and i said this and that
and the house was quiet your mother,
my father said softly, your mother
and our hands were folded for two days
as she hid out upstairs with the old italian lady
the guys who replaced the glass found nothing inside either
it just exploded everything fractured
then new glass installed so we could see