Survival Poem by ahmet cafer celebiler

A cantankerous jalopy
lease fully paid
maintained somewhat carelessly
dear, nevertheless

venturing the roads and highways
when weather and dare permits
if either is perceived as perceived

a few shakes and shudders
a wheezing or whistle at times
cranky gears
not geared to be cranky

no catalyzer for discharges,
but passing domestic tests
of gasses and noises
heard in the distance by fading
and decorous hearing

When sitting behind the wheel or the windscreen
seems too much
knowing there is a bed
soon to be reached by byways
to be rewarded by cool sheets

to change location and be
upset by memories of other drives
and waves and hopes and cares

getting confronted with masked, blank, mismatched faces
in faded places
among crowds of drawn or copied
intermittent phases

The jalopy runs on regular
with many miles on worn down tyres
leaving disappearing threads
and oil absorbed shocks
used to feeling full regalia of shocks

the whole kept afloat
by uncaring attendants
leaning under the hood
rushed through a magnetic funnel
surmising mysteries
of archaic parts,
covered by detritus of roads cruised
and dusty thoughts and will and joy of life