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My Car Out Back
“My Car Out Back”
I write a lot, in the parking spot.
The car stinks of oil.
When I hit the gas, it won’t go fast!
The car is full of soil.
The fenders are dented, dirty and marred.
The scratches look like scars.
When I hit the gas, the girls all pass.
Leaving me, at the Bar.
William J. Roney III
Copyright © 2022
Awesome twist there, the car
Awesome twist there, the car at the bar: leaves a choice of imagery - the depersonification into an automobile or a personification of the human condition as in Lightning McQueen at a bar. Or even more. Pure enjoyment of a poem undergirding the truth that it bares.
here is poetry that doesn't always conform
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