Jalopies
eventualities don't apply to me
no matter their presence
in the mirrors of reality
always one step ahead
though the shrinking distance
haunts
like an early frost - too early
as the news carrier's tracks
die in frost bitten shock
eventualities be damned
A proud GTO once sneered
at the pitiful jalopies that
soiled the curb
a roaring young engine
never once to glance at
those left behind
the defunct riffraff
that Pontiac replaced
eventualities be damned
now their value measured only
by the thump of a
Mecum gavel
the showrooms now occupied
green princes
and hybrid youths
who sneer at discontinued
glutinous appetites
while the GTO
like a deserted lunar excursion module
waits for the next apollo mission
still
I've learned to celebrate today
until my "jalopiness" overcomes me
eventualities be damned
Copyright © Craig Cornish | Year Posted 2019
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