Wednesday, June 12, 2024

To an Old Ford Bought at Auction


Ho! you say I got nothing to show for
Ho! you say I'm all broke & spent
Ho! just wait till you feel the hot breath
till you've been hit by the tailwind
of my road horse made of steel
watch me, I am the war god's driver
this engine runs on sparks from his forge
with the fire of his eyes for headlights I ride
& there is nothing that I do not see
I am the dagger shooting through enemy territory
I am the thief who slips by unseen
Ho! I ride this horse through your town by night
at daybreak all your finest women leave with me
Ho! if I stick around & strut the outskirts
it's to watch tough guys tremble at the sound of my wheels
wheels running with the charge of an army of horses, 200 strong 
wheels running with the charge of white lightning
wheels running across fields, wheels stripping the fields
what the farmer abandons I make my stomping ground
my horse grazes on blacktop, he's master of every dirt road
lives on offerings of gasoline & when he belches pastures burn
I am the fire spreading in the brush
I am the hunter who won't quit his prey
I am the pumping heart
with a hood tattooed in sunrays I give chase to the day
& after I ride with the white clouds & with the dark clouds bearing rain
I bring the night down with me