08 November 2011

junkyard

"...The '34 Ford without wheels,
Smothered in kudzu,
With a seat pulled out to run
Corn whiskey down from the hills,

And then from the other side
Crept into an Essex
With a rumble seat of red leather
And then out again, aboard
A blue Chevrolet, releasing
The rust from its other color,

Reared up on three building blocks."

Cherrylog Road by James L. Dickey

2 comments:

Pascale said...

I love it!

virginia said...

thanks!

you must be busy sewing - i have you in my reader feed.


"Before you can blame an individual for their choices, you have to make sure they have the same choices as everyone else."

Bix , the fanatic cook.