Stars and Bars, Baby

I'm somewhat confident that this could be pretty good if I re-worked it. :]

Tunnel Vision

The tunnel on the south exit,
before you pass into Brighton,
and on the edge of Hart County,
winks at me.

I watch the lid close and open slowly,
and I can feel my car shaking--a 1992 Chevy--
and my seat-belt coiling around me like an uncharmed snake.

Briefly, I wonder how no one else sees it,
and I remember the first time my mother drove this way.

I couldn't breathe.

This time though, I think as I flex my fingers,
bony and sore, on the steering wheel's comforting pleather.

This time, I will go through.

~Hammeh