possum of love
Posted to Poetry
by redwyrd on 2002-08-15 03:00:00
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a four lane highway
cars screaming thier way to wherever
every one at least a mile a minute and a minute late
luxury models flow by, all clean lines and chrome
lowriders bumping out the latest inanities
some just creep by in thier rusty ol' jalopies
clunkin' and smokin' thier way thru the chaos
maybe cursing more than the rest
maybe smilin' at the looks on all the silly hurryin' fools' faces as they swerve and scream thier way to thier destinations
all faced towards the same goal...
Somewhere
"bound to be somewhere important, goin' at that speed"
some lives are born in a frantic ride with bloodied backseats
some born in a lights blazin', full accessoried, government funded bed on wheels
me... i'm just the possum that gets hit
i pull my heart and other vital organs back in
then limp back out onto the freeway
dodging the zoomers. inspecting the smokers...
sometimes i even hop in for a brief ride
but mostly i end up hurtin on the side of the road
wonder why i don't learn?
i'm lookin for somethin' real
