a growing indifference
roses and thorns will not release me
I try to get along, ‘doesn’t come easy
it isn't the money or the phony power play
y' just don't want me in the most familiar way
I've seen your eyes with a new distance
that won't be denied, a growing indiff'rence
oh yes, oh my
poor me, and mine
no burning rubber, 'hardly rollin' slow
talk to your lover, go, tell him, let him know
that I've seen your eyes, stranger than fiction
that won’t be defined, a growing indiff'rence
I guess, love resigned
poor me, and mine
now, from a distance
a growing indiff'rence
change clothes and go
poor me, change clothes and mine
and go, and mine
Faster than two ducks
slick on the street or what
Wet on the Street or what
wet tires on a motor
Mothers on a motor
the street or what
up the come up
in up nothing hoe
in all done up
hoe says she wants to be my friend
I love that hoe too.
Help with the difference
help me understand
If there was one
day I remember
more than others
is the day of mothers
and valentines
Battle lines, battles lost
Battles the Boss
Battle Eccentric
I like to interprut
I like to get into it
rubber nuts
burning rubber up the gut
the main street gets smoked up
big thrasher what are they after
the green light
At the Factor
In the Clean Night
The road is wet and Ive
I lost my sight
I cant fight the speed
Its Heavy Baby
two tons of Gravy
Suicidal and homicidal Behavious
Hit the Gas cause
the breaks will save her x2
She aint late she,
Be there Later, riding
street in squat reliefit dont knock its a beast
It just Knocks the street
Grams
Perky
Self-lighting-
Burning rubber
Speeds in her bright red
Scooter succumbs to the
Senior Center for front row
Seat for Bingo playful challenge
Praying not to fall asleep mid-way
Snoring holding her lucky rabbits' foot
5/28/2024
Two slugs raced around the flower leaving skid marks.
High-spirited sports car enthusiasts, burning rubber
and speeding in the wind. Motorcycle lovers, making
high-sounding noises. Birds singing by day; crickets
by night. Fight off the mosquitoes, wasps, and
all creatures desiring the insides. In heat and
humidity, stay highly hydrated. Drink a lot,
stick with water and soft drinks but stay away
from the hard stuff. Be happy and be wedded,
but also, be wise. Catch a fast plane; be safe
and go far. Or take a slow train and enjoy
the terrain. Her name is Summer, a relative
of April and friends with June and August.
Going kayaking or will you fight the water rapids?
Stay-cations are out; vacations and family reunions
are back. For many a year, the roads always took me East.
But this year, my family is beckoning me to come North.
Electric cars are coming
Driverless ones too
I wonder if you feel
as disappointed as I do
If you remember the thrill of the road
with the top down on your car
Wind whipping your hair wildly
Speedometer's needle your guiding star
Accelerating on the freeway
Punching out at green lights
Burning rubber at those stop signs
Crossing the country, seeing sights...
Never again to 'see the USA
in our Chevrolets,' we are
surrounded by sensors, alarms and air bags
belted in seat harnesses and gagged
I need a vcr
then you will understand
why they called me a fa got
got it not it
or told me to shut the
fck up suck it up
Before that it was
''He 'she 'It''
they called me
'purple hair'
after living overseas
behind me
long hair already
left Korea
didn't see Vietnam yet
wait until we get back to the 'states
Vietnam has estates too you know
burning rubber groves and napalm
on aging palms
Let's go back to
The best frenemies, too
bullies aren't any older
than me yet
go get the strongest fighter
fiercest I dont know or care
before that
a room beside me
we hide so close to
a homophobic driver
video games in
a detention hall
a surviver of what
they know next
I didn't ever want to know
A small white room with a tv
above a blank table top
Driver is the game the kids/ ask
if is it real as my mind thinks
about the adults on fire
in the museum built just for me
an American child talking to another
what do you mean?
they asked me
when it was not
the question of the day
'attacking us'! What's this about
The dangers of us, or them?
I'm no longer in Vietnam, today
2020 is another war another way
Her body fell sideways -
Stayed there
She gurgled as if she were
Reciting a love poem
Through a storm drain
She never complained
Nor did she forgive
She plowed her mind
Ahead of her wheelchair
Gray hair electrified
With aftershocks
Burning rubber all the way
They call me Corvette Granny
as I cruise around in my red Sting Ray,
vintage 1965 convertible and what a looker,
the top down with my hair flying in the wind,
totally not looking my age and undisciplined.
The call me Corvette Granny,
men want to race me on the streets,
they stare at my crimson beauty and wink,
flirting with a mighty engine that always wins,
knowing that they will eventually be kicked in the shins.
They call me Corvette Granny,
taking off at the light and burning rubber,
people on the sidewalks stop and stare,
wondering who is that crazy old bat,
driving a sports car looking smug and fat,
until my husband the cop stops me for speeding.
They call me Corvette Granny,
as I cruise around in my red Sting Ray,
vintage 1965 convertible and what a looker,
the rag top down with my hair flying in the wind,
totally not looking my age and undisciplined.
They call me Corvette Granny,
men want to race me on the streets,
they stare at my crimson beauty and wink,
flirting with a mighty engine that always wins,
knowing that they will eventually be kicked in the shins.
They call me Corvette Granny,
taking off at the light burning rubber,
people on the sidewalks stop and stare,
wondering who is that crazy old bat,
driving a sports car looking smug and fat,
until my husband the cop stops me for speeding.
April 3, 2018.
It roared in the skies, as friends and foes
ran for their dear lives. The skies were red
and ember, like a hot coal. Everything miles away in the air,
seemed to burn and fall like poorly fixed Christmas lights;
someone coldly joked that the gods were hibernating -
his shirt smelled like firewood mixed with burning rubber.
Long before the storms, wind, water, earth and fire
were celebrated as the elements which brought forth life,
only for the same life to contaminate the four elements
in the labs, with intent of annihilating nations.
Yes, we humans are the said lifeforms -
our thoughts evolved, reaching the stars!
Somehow we got deluded, believing that we were gods
on earth, turning our wheel of fate.
The wheel of fate then turned against humanity,
crashing his ideals, histories and identity
with his own ego....
hidden pink
revealed
sessions
ready
to be
sealed
over killed
burning rubber
watch an disover
foot in kitchen sink
hid in pink
?
A glorious mountain
Too slow of a climb
A boring waterfall
Escargot
We are climbing a glorious mountain
In the Smoky Mountains National Park
To see a boring waterfall.
When you see a waterfall, all of them look
The same,
No matter how spectacular they are.
We are moving so slow
That a snail moves faster,
And we can cook Escargot
by the time
that we reach the waterfall.
The Mini General Lee
Burning rubber
Having fun
Lunch
I drive my wheelchair down the mountain
as if I am driving like Beau Duke,
Not caring if I am on the edge
Practically falling off
Because I am burning rubber
To get to lunch
Before my family
Eat all of the sandwiches
Plus I am starving.
Smell the burning rubber.
Hear the screeching tyre.
Watch in awe as the wheels fly off
and the chassis catches fire.
Then avert your eyes.
Say your au revoir.
The casualties are packed in tight
Limp inside the car.
At the Track
At the starting line
Engines revving vroom, vroom, vroom
Burning rubber - GO
Flags are waving zoom, zoom, zoom
Better stop now for new tires
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