Freddie Robinson Jr. Poet Verse

Eighteen Wheeler

Used carcase dealer
got a crash dummy discount
for the 
covetous consumer

Pyramid chain customers
all have the
Pharaoh chariot lust

Crypto-coin tarnished souls
want a cartel vehicle
to transport
their false profit cargo

“You need a boss eighteen wheeler,”
says the 
dark sunglass,   shady-voice dealer

“Something catacomb big
to a-carry your 
Faustian minnow bait load

I suggest a coffin-lined rig,
with a trapdoor
to cattle prod secure goad”

With a snake charmer drone,
the crafty saleswoman
viper spit   rattled on and on

Raising the heat of the fever pitch,
she suggestively hissed,
“Don’t you feel that Route 66 itch

Get an added sixth gear,
and squeal hear  the asphalt buckle below
The sirens, have no fear ... 
blues on the take, gon be on cruise control”

“Purchase a roadkill deal, Dirt Devil eighteen wheeler — 
And Judas silver grin sign 
the blotted-out dotted line, ”
croons the black widow repo clad, used carcase dealer

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Richard Lamoureux January 26, 2020 at 9:56 AM Quite the visuals my friend. It’s giving me some good tattoo ideas.

James Swartz January 22, 2020 at 1:36 PM Way too cooooool Freddie! It seems everyone needs a larger than life vehicle to motor about life in. You described it as only you can.

Silent One January 19, 2020 at 1:55 PM You have a far out imagination my friend.. which is portrayed through your words...