Sunday, February 3, 2013

Why I Write, Part x+168: Car Poem

Car poem is the best poem.
It is born in a New Zion
Of desperate and defiant freedom
That cannot be guilted or scheduled away from me.

Car poem is the worst poem.
It is subject to the utter humanity
Of my memory, my fingers,
and my attention span.
It has extra opportunities to accumulate defects,
Like the inbred, only editable.

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