Monday, November 1, 2021

Loud Cars

Halloween and monsters moan
In my yard --it is hard dying of gas.
Blasting out undone youth, brains
Bowels, modified mufflers pass
Brains, bowels? Former or latter,
I don't know --doesn't matter.
Youth? Truth? Toddlers
With toy hammers? Here at the 
Midnight hour, adults in
Delusions of power roar past.
Why? I don't know. Unless we
All mature, I can't be sure.
 
 

4 comments:

  1. I have eaten too much much pumpkin to be mature this week- gas has us dying of laughter which is welcome relief from worry over the state of modernity. Happy belated Halloween xx

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    1. Dear Lisa, "State of modernity" nails it. If PC (political correctness) has become anathema, impromptu gas contests --even by us sophisticates-- will no longer grace the back porches of our world. Let's hope modern times don't entirely obtain. Happy wishes to you in return.

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    1. विज़िट करने के लिए आपका शुक्रिया। स्वागत!

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