six AM stoplight,
on the edge of night,
this white yugo pulls beside us
like end of the world coming
motioning the window down
yo brake light out on da drivah side
beddah git dat fixed;
orange rooster tail of sparks
flaring from his muffler dragging
as he speeds
out of sight.
Tell a story in 55 words. Give it a try or just read more, go see g-man.
I am sure he was just being helpful, not concerned with my splinter while blinded by the log in his eyes. None of us are, right? Smiles.
Have a great Friday everyone!