Asphalt Eulogy

by Rich   Jan 27, 2005


Flash,
Bang.
Slash?
Hang?

Slice and dice
Men or mice?
You loath what I say
So I scream it twice.

Constantly turning,
Yearning
And burning;
For nothing but road,
My open abode.
Highway death-ride;
My octane suicide.

Man and machine,
A sentient being.
In the rear-view I adore,
The past I abhor.

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  • 17 years ago

    by Courtney

    I LOVE THIS POEM! I really do, and not in some weird, morbid way, but one poet to another. It's wonderfully written and organized. I really like the first stanza.
    *good work*

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