Not exactly that swan lifting white grace to the heavens Nope but thud and tug and ping and whipping thud again taking flight out across the highway in my rear-view Scuttled dust fiberglass flattened by the truck behind White-knuckling wheel while mentally compute split-second sounds and feels for damage...
I guess? everything's okay...?
First it was that blowout Then one by one the hubcaps lost their grips, their minds and went their ways to join the trash of butts and chunks of mattress fast-food wrappers, road-**** by the guardrail of another day
Most recent-- Antenna disconnect Fixed with tape 'cause Gotta have that music heat, AC, tires, breaks Ya know-- important things like that steady humming engine
Destined to be-- buckboard to the beach or heaven whichever's first by the time its twenty Much nearer than I'd care to say Ode to Car and Driver who get there--
in all good hope, together
:)
Thankful for Thomas, my Toyota. Thomas is now on Facebook with poem. Piece of the fiberglass wheel liner