Time Car Poems

FIRE! UPDATED 1998 IN 2021 BY COVERUPS PAYOFFS
GARGANO FAKED HIS OWN DEATH MEMORIAL DAY 1999
THE CAR BOMB THAT ENDED MY LIFE AT LEAST AS I'VE...

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I am in motion toward light beneath a door,
Guilt drips from the walls, I am connected, I see you
Sitting there, your pathetic self, as his...

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The Time Machine

Graying hair and aching knees
It’s time for a drive among hills and trees 
There is magic encased in a Chevy V-8
Gotta take a...

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May   2051

Damali was preparing for the big event
Beginning today "12:30 bright and
Early like my Dad said". Damali 
Was thinking. DJ was on video...

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It's thrilling
But so is this poem

I want to take up a most profound authority
Throughout the neighbourhood

A village pastor
And various pursuits of a similar kind

Give me...

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Sitting in the passive seat
No one cares to even greet

Delicious kisses
Holding her hand
Having the best time
I never had
In the back of my cab

Memories never made
Coward...

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A slow and painful crash
Where one sees one's face
Approach the dashboard in infinite detail
Where one has time 
To check one's fear in the mirror
But instead...

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I am now up and half asleep, 
quiet I must not make a peep, 
others are still sleeping like sheep, 
need to get dressed and...

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27-12 was a long day


The Christmas began with a labor dispute at the cafe in
our building the chef didn't want to come in and cook...

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   Vast sums of money
     enormous chunks of time
   All spent on losing weight ~
  ...

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This time of the year again

She has gone shopping for gifts to give the young
she would not take me along, knows I would be grumpy
and...

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It's time to go to bed,
After a long day I lay my head down to sleep,
Sleep I dread.


Reading a book,
Will it be about a pink...

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Life in the fast lane
... is go, go, go,
Fleeting in vain ...
Take the one that's slow

100 miles per hour
Pedal to the metal,
One foot has the...

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THE UNSUPERVISED STOP SIGN 

STOP! Said the sign at the crossing, 
Plain and bold in red. 
But I was in a hurry 
And had to...

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Four hours and counting,
Frustration is really begun mounting.

The sun is beating down,
Causing sweat to drip onto my perpetual frown.

People are getting out and talking,
I expect...

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