Getting the Audi Fox speeding up to one hundred ten , then doing the streets of San Francisco on the rural gravel roads of Newton, Iowa
Shooting over the tops of the rolling hills
Gliding fourteen feet in the air till you come slamming down and you fish tail in the gravel
Coning adults at the Hy Vee Grocery Store, to buy us some long necks of Buttwiper Beer, when there use to be a mall
Driving around with Al and friends smoking our cigars and drinking our beer
Picking up the girls and taking them night golfing
Going to the Capitol Theatre to throw milkduds and popcorn and spill pop on the floor (your feet would stick)
Getting slammed into windshield like a bug and flying eighty feet in the air till I skidded in the asphalt
The nurse used a rather rough brillo pad to scrub the wounds
Teasing rival cars on the strip and being chased
These guys open their van door to give us a beating
I shoot a flare gun into the vehicle and they dance like marionettes, and we escape
Watching girls in bikinis and then saying something smart ass to my girlfriend (who pushes me over a railing)
Making enough money to pump gas in my car
Working at Adventureland Amusement Park cleaning up barf from the roller coaster ride the Tornado for $2.75 an hour
The car mechanic pulls me aside and tells me to drive more responsibly
He says he is sick of working on this vehicle
The mechanic is a hippie wearing a Jack Daniels t-shirt.
Poem from the book {The Lion and the Sun} by Artist Troy Richard Thomas
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