Car failure...stranded

Mario comes into my head at a time like this
As lightning forms noodle shapes like sparklers we had as kids on guy Fawkes

Comfort brushes in thick coats down my eyelids till cold is a faded echo

and he stands there
A knight
With laughter in his cheeks
Oh naturel
A saint
An engineer
My friend
My big brother

Though I'll smile
he can tell
when all is and is not well
His hand cups my finger
and won't let me pull the pin
to implode on my private hells