Midnight Dream Car Poem by Andrew Nawroski

Midnight Dream Car



Doors slamming in soulless steel
Angel creating maggot meal
Fly’s with razorblade wings,
A pure space opera sings.

Standing ovation with cellos
Dreaming car in Satan’s bellows.

Bullet ripping earth
Grim reaper worth
Universal killing machine
Any colour but green,
Stops and lays a bomb.

Tuesday, December 15, 2009
Topic(s) of this poem: car,colour,standing,wings
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