Comments about Josiah Lozier
Ode To Ferrari
A dark shape filled the old tarmac road,
a vulture lazily circled, eyeing the object that sat without sound,
humans called it impractical, noisy, and dangerous,
yet here it sat, without a sound not moving,
heavy silence filled the air.
Suddenly, a thunderous roar erupted from the still object,
Pistons fired bringing their crushing blows down,
forcing air down the steely throat,
the Ferrari came alive,
Spittle spewed forth from four heads,
Their toxic breath roared from deep within the belly,
Fire erupted from its nostrils,
an unfortunate fly ...