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Last night I drove a car
not knowing how to drive
not owning a car
A car is a car
If it can ride you nearby or far
A car is a car
The eyelids meet. He'll catch a little nap.
The grizzled, crew-cut head drops to his chest.
It shakes above the briefcase on his lap.
Close voices breathe, "Poor sweet, he did his best."
Come you, cartoonists,
Hang on a strap with me here
At seven o’clock in the morning
On a Halsted street car.
I am The Great White Way of the city:
When you ask what is my desire, I answer:
We're away! and the wind whistles shrewd
In our whiskers and teeth;
And the granite-like grey of the road
Seems to slide underneath.
I wanted a car when I wearied of walking.
With savings in hand, I left home to peruse.
The dealer was helpful, bright-eyed and fast-talking.
He offered two models from which I could choose.
A Eulogy To Bonnie Parker
In the little country town of Rowena
Last week while I slept, my damn neighbor decided to rob me.
He stole my car which was an identical copy of the General Lee.
As I painted the car, he told me not to include the flag that was on top.
When he saw me adding the flag, the damn fool demanded that I stop.
To this day, the coolest car I've ever known was our Ford Falcon.
What I understand now, at the time could only feel, was what made this the coolest car ever—wasn't what the car was—but what my father made it become.
(in answer to Robin Camhee)
On a lovely Sunday morning you asked me to go with you
to do shopping at Carnival Mall in Brakpan,
'Give me a ticket,
Give me a ticket''
said an old man
in the railway
i have a car
you have a car
we have a car