Road trip, road trip, road trip, yeah!
Okay, i'm kinda excited, yet this is a bittersweet excursion, as it'll be the last adventure that me and my vehicle will have together. It's been a great 9 years, but i am trading in my explorer sport this weekend, sigh.
Thus, i decided to post a poem i once wrote about my sturdy companion:
My white trusty steed
has been beaten.
All of our time together condensed,
wiped clean, in a beat.
Heading East, contact, slick-spin and we're lurching
NorthWest, gasping.
In our minds we were already home:
Me, mixing a white russian.
You, cooling in the dark
not lifted onto a cold, friendless tow-truck
taken god knows where.
Saltpeter lines my throat, metallic grimace.
Your hard love bruised into my collarbone.
Grotesquely twisted metal reduced to scrap.
***
The good news is that explor-y pulled through & we had over four more years together!
Let's see if the green machine can even begin to compete.
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