Poems About Cars Seeking Honest Critique
#cars
Two Sexual Numbskulls
An unidentified couple somewhere in America were found dead, post-coitus in their car. They had apparently forgotten the most important safety rule for having sex in the backseat of a car: Either turn off the ignition or open the garage door!
#sex
#cars
#fiction
#ShortStory
#ignorance
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King of the Road
A traveling wiz kid
Shit kicker
Gathering speed
Push button magic
Cyclone launch
Over the edge
Asphalt rising
Hotdogging
Driving into the interstellar highway
Eatin dust!
Neptune’s convoy or the boogie van
Velvet interior, hell on wheels
His freedom of choice
Picking up his trapeze freak, sea hag
At the space farm
She once owned a Coyote Duster
A super shooter, strato-streak machine
Currently lugs around in a Falcon
White dice
The two are missing links
From a...
Shit kicker
Gathering speed
Push button magic
Cyclone launch
Over the edge
Asphalt rising
Hotdogging
Driving into the interstellar highway
Eatin dust!
Neptune’s convoy or the boogie van
Velvet interior, hell on wheels
His freedom of choice
Picking up his trapeze freak, sea hag
At the space farm
She once owned a Coyote Duster
A super shooter, strato-streak machine
Currently lugs around in a Falcon
White dice
The two are missing links
From a...
#universe
#rainbow
#cars
#ShortStory
#scifi
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Poor, Poor, MAGA...
#cars
#travel
#freedom
#responsibility
#ThrillSeeking
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3 Comments
D.M
Those lace up boots
Memory of doc martens
I had a black pair
Joe 90 had cherry
I first met him letting off firecrackers in his hand and he told me the secret to having balls was hidden in bohemian rhapsody
I could never work it out
Sometimes we swapped one boot for one
How people stared as we stomped around town with mismatched boots, dressed in black
Getting high on rum and coke
Also from the smoke
Motorbike madness
200 kph what a rush
Then you told me you liked to close your eyes at that moment
Like a slow...
Memory of doc martens
I had a black pair
Joe 90 had cherry
I first met him letting off firecrackers in his hand and he told me the secret to having balls was hidden in bohemian rhapsody
I could never work it out
Sometimes we swapped one boot for one
How people stared as we stomped around town with mismatched boots, dressed in black
Getting high on rum and coke
Also from the smoke
Motorbike madness
200 kph what a rush
Then you told me you liked to close your eyes at that moment
Like a slow...
#grief
#cars
#alcohol #memories
#alcohol #memories
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Ghost Drivers
You're freaking me out, Waymo.
I've never seen invisible.
But there you are,
driving with your invisible hands.
Drinking your invisible latte,
radio tuned to KBOO
Take me for a ride, Waymo.
Thrill me with your silence.
Let me stare out the window,
lost in my thoughts,
instead of having to answer
dumb questions about Christmas shopping.
I could like you a lot, Waymo,
once I get used to you.
I want to defend you against ignorant naysayers,
wringing their hands about safety.
I'll vouch for you.
You...
I've never seen invisible.
But there you are,
driving with your invisible hands.
Drinking your invisible latte,
radio tuned to KBOO
Take me for a ride, Waymo.
Thrill me with your silence.
Let me stare out the window,
lost in my thoughts,
instead of having to answer
dumb questions about Christmas shopping.
I could like you a lot, Waymo,
once I get used to you.
I want to defend you against ignorant naysayers,
wringing their hands about safety.
I'll vouch for you.
You...
#technology
#cars
#risk
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4 Comments
Glove Compartment
I'll know everything I need to know
One look
Papers in order
No excess
What I would expect from you
So much beauty
Drips from your pores
Exquisite organization
Dark chocolate wrapper on back seat
Still human
One look
Papers in order
No excess
What I would expect from you
So much beauty
Drips from your pores
Exquisite organization
Dark chocolate wrapper on back seat
Still human
#cars
#TruthOfLife
#humankind #WritingPoetry
#humankind #WritingPoetry
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The Ride
The Ride
I heard the shudder in your voice,
the melancholic trill
that told me everything -
it had been convincing
last time we'd walked in,
you were not bothered,
would not be -
after the rain had pushed us
out from East to West
we took to resting on a bridge,
arms left long upon that lichen-textured shelf.
You said that you loved her,
sighed it out, exposed us to it.
I watched that body unfurl.
Sunset burnt on like satsumas,
oozed onto our drenched, Autumn clothes.
I pooled my palm in...
I heard the shudder in your voice,
the melancholic trill
that told me everything -
it had been convincing
last time we'd walked in,
you were not bothered,
would not be -
after the rain had pushed us
out from East to West
we took to resting on a bridge,
arms left long upon that lichen-textured shelf.
You said that you loved her,
sighed it out, exposed us to it.
I watched that body unfurl.
Sunset burnt on like satsumas,
oozed onto our drenched, Autumn clothes.
I pooled my palm in...
#beach
#rain
#cars
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Bones
#lust
#cars
#funny
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Hop in Boy
Hop in boy
Won’t you take a ride?
Everything works
And it’s warm inside
Been used, been driven
both near and far
Guess you could say
She’s an economy car
Not much trouble
And her motor’s fine
Start her up
She can really whine
Once you get her goin’
Her motor’s hot
So give her a jump
And slip your key in her slot
Ride might be bumpy
She likes to feel the road
But when it’s time to come
The girl can take your load
Won’t you take a ride?
Everything works
And it’s warm inside
Been used, been driven
both near and far
Guess you could say
She’s an economy car
Not much trouble
And her motor’s fine
Start her up
She can really whine
Once you get her goin’
Her motor’s hot
So give her a jump
And slip your key in her slot
Ride might be bumpy
She likes to feel the road
But when it’s time to come
The girl can take your load
#sex
#cars
#funny
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The Reason Why He Touched The Dial
Marty became so sick and
tired of listening to those old
songs on his dad's radio.
tired of listening to those old
songs on his dad's radio.
#father
#men
#cars
#music
#fiction
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He Doesn't Want GPS
He doesn't want GPS
Feels he can navigate fine on his own
Even though he frequently misses turns
and doesn't remember to use Maps on his phone
when driving somewhere new
Lack of intelligence isn't the problem
He's well educated
Well spoken
Respectable trajectory
in his professional career
He doesn't want GPS
even though late one night
on his drive from Tucson back to Phoenix
near to when he should have been home
he found he'd gone in the wrong direction
and was close to the border of New...
Feels he can navigate fine on his own
Even though he frequently misses turns
and doesn't remember to use Maps on his phone
when driving somewhere new
Lack of intelligence isn't the problem
He's well educated
Well spoken
Respectable trajectory
in his professional career
He doesn't want GPS
even though late one night
on his drive from Tucson back to Phoenix
near to when he should have been home
he found he'd gone in the wrong direction
and was close to the border of New...
#city
#cars
#acceptance #choices
#acceptance #choices
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Blood camp.
Donate blood.
#cars
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