Tuesday, September 21, 2010

Interstate 95

She dug his smile
pretty Tony style
the stolen line
"rap a taste on it"

after an animated night
lulled by "Lavender Blue"
his version tucked away
inside a drawer full of petit bijou

confiscated tar
obelisk blocks
eclipsed underground
chauffeuring Duchess recherche'
thru the shade of suburban streets

guns pinched
lock on
prevent a bump bullet ricochet
95 headed south
stop along highway
Philadelphia PA

65 Terra cotta El Dorado
chemist, Duchess, Johnny the thrift pimp
his babe chocolate
idling along
very loud Zeppelin "Immigrant Song"

state trooper rides bye
torpedo eyes
divert by CB
lights, tail spin

skid marks dust Dorado
cloud affairs
immune to static

chocolate sits
pulling up twisted stockings
hooking magenta garter's
puppy pouting
in the rear view mirror

Duchess kissing the pout away
with a day of yellow sunshine
fade the shade
relax pupils throw on color spectacles

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From: lizzie625 (lizzie625)

To: lepadahxxx
Posted: Sep 28 10 11:43 AM

I love the Immigrant song.

and this poem, for that matter.

well written, well said, well done.

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Interstate 95

From: SparkyDashforth (SparkyDashforth)
Last Visit: 2:00 PM
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To: lepadahxxx
Posted: Sep 28 10 02:02 PM

Brilliant poem

great use of language.




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