Galaxie 500
Galaxie 500
Teenage boys pile into the rusted and dented
maroon sedan from another time.
The 292 with mechanical lifters comes to life with the rasp of a muffler
whose days are more than numbered.
Sounds of freedom and rebellion bellow from a stolen 8 Track.
Time to escape the mundane…
Time to push the limits of consciousness and sanity.
As we drift the airborne car comes down with a crash — steering hard avoids a tree.
The smell weed, beer, burnt oil and rubber fill the air.
Once again we have landed and are back to the past.
Copyright © William Lindsay | Year Posted 2012
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