On hotrod bendA Poem by Martin Lochnertarmac despairI face twilight traffic with big yellowed eyes a flickering herd of diesel approaching
solid white lines and shrivelled feelings fight off enthusiasm to be a tarmac matador
eight valves of lorry rage closes in bull bars, galvanised, chromed for the storming kill
futile fight of ill fated tears and hurt rolling, searing eyes burning acid
closing vision of mangled certainties on hotrod bend
angry bulls on their horns stopping bulking
“get the f**k off the road’ © 2011 Martin Lochner |
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Added on October 29, 2011 Last Updated on October 29, 2011 AuthorMartin LochnerCape Town, CO, South AfricaAboutI am South African and currently stay in South Africa.Raised in a railway community with low expectations I somehow reinvented myself and had a bitter struggle to fight for my hard earned individualis.. more..Writing
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