Retro-Retired Wheels

Got yourself some new wheels, huh? I can hear the squeals of rubber burning I cough exhaust…left behind, oh gosh! I’m holding just a pile of dented fenders… suspended… Your bucks spent. Engine Red..that foreign bred truck! Snap, crackle and Popular Mechanic…Look at the maniac go….! Holy, Moly….must be rolling in dough! Woe is me, a junk yard dog, pile of junk, smelly sneakers left in my trunk There he goes….who knows where….how many horses…under that hood...? Should I know? I’d fly too, if I could. Just scrap metal in my bellow. Heavy pedal, limp and wasted..used to be his favorite girl…kept me polished, waxed and oiled…now I’m soiled. No garage..no umbrella, who gives a rip? Worn out engine, give up the ship! Cast away…..not in style…gave a ride to Gomer Pyle “See the USA in your Chevrolet"…, ‘cept that I ain’t got no carburetor See ya later gator…what’s the hurry fella? Did ya see the light was yellow? Red light, yellow light…. see if we can make the green Going green….going green,….does that mean his hybrid’s clean? Anti-freeze, it makes me sneeze….can’t I have some oil please? Give ‘er the gas, let’s see what she’s got! OH.. forgot!…ain’t got my tires..I’m retired Pubescent male migration, arcing over sunless streets Hear that squeak……doctor told me oil leak Honest Engine, joined the pack, no Pontiac to take that ride Is there heaven for old cars? Car 54 where are you?? I got my kicks on Route 66, running relays, no baton, just open freeways Son of a gun…give it the gun……vroom.. vroom… run… run! One door closes, need new hoses, or I don’t go nowhere… no how Pile of rust, I’ve been busted, up on blocks…what a crock! My teeth and pride are all knocked in…windshield wipers brush a tear Windshield wipers swipe the years…skid marks show behind my eyes Teeth and pride are all knocked in, guess I’m just an old has been! ______________________________________ a stream of consciousness