we were buried at the back of our church graveyard.

I enjoyed it. I thought it was a good projection of the day & age where youth think they are invincible & immune to death, cause they are so young and they think only old people die and not them because they're just starting their life.

It reminds of a quote by James Dean, "Dream as if you'll live forever. Live as if you'll die today." James Dean died in a car crash young, looks like the youth of today haven't caught on yet.

Good piece, your work looks promising.

I think perhaps the "we're not immortal" lesson was a little too obvious. Here I've crossed out lines you could take out:

we were buried at the back of our church graveyard.
a lot of us died in those fast summer cars.

there were no billboards to remind us to slow down.
just a short, loud, sarcastic laugh coming from the passenger's seat.

roaring V8 engines were always much louder, though.
[s]they were always faster than our "sudden" instincts. [/s]

[s]but weeks later, they would all turn silent when
we would figure out that we were only human, and
not immortal.[/s]

we were not superheroes
of our pointless little town
with its oil on the roads and sun lit swamps.

we never seemed to make the map, [s]or the
connection that it didn't get much better than that.[/s]

[s]we thought we could fly
high above these smalltown skies before [/s]

we were buried at the back of our church graveyard.
but I guess its too late to think that far.

It was a nice read, no doubt about that. One thing, the title was rather "unattractive" long and dull. Too much explanation for a title.

Off to the poem itself, just some minor adjustments

we were not the superheroes
of our pointless little town
with its oil on the roads and sun lit swamps.

we were buried at the back of our church graveyard.
but I guess its too late to think that far.