Poem -

September 12th, 2019...12:00 p.m.

September 12th, 2019...12:00 p.m.

inspection/ emission finally possible
but...hopes dashed to smithereens

August thirty first
two thousand nineteen shortly past,
no matter 2009 Hyundai Sonata at long last
scheduled with ample funds
checking account blitzed

now back home
(Highland Manor apartments)
absolute zero money left cents lessly gassed
exhale incomplete sigh of relief
cuz necessity to dodge fast
escaping deafening police
ear splitting siren blast.

Congenial customer service
representatives at CJ's tire,
and automotive dutifully require
loose fender securely attached,
but hood latch replacement more dire,
thus postponing mechanic
to affix inspection sticker,

no matter old one did expire
once again driving on borrowed time,
cuz both driver and passenger front tire
plus rear right TPMS metal sensor
re: passenger rear tire
malfunction functionality
hoop fully explains this wire.

Your truly uber verging wreck,
no complaints regarding trained tech
very competent mechanic
even for peripatetic pluperfect prospect
reference I recommend unsolicited
advertisement plus aye inject

relieving anticipatory anxiety
oh yes, said vehicle
in good hands absolutely correct,
no matter sucker punch
to checking account
doth severely affect
mine psychological aspect.

More legal (zooming) tender
zaps lion's share of this thrifty spender
wannabe, which cruel tread full fate
unquestionably, ostensibly invariably...
every year without fail doth render

finding me in poor house
desperate to pray divine
rolling rocker alms lender
whether he.she major criminal offender,
nor no preference regarding gender.

Fat/slim chance
wishful fantasy will become true
escapist mindset bolsters
this hen pecked forlorn rue
stir standing glum within
long fostered, and winding queue,
this dirt poor dude intuitively knew

bubblegum, toothpicks and glue
holding psyche intact turned hue
man into sad sack... boo hoo
minus auto body work
undertaken by trained
heavy metal punk ken cutting crew.

Like 0 Pin it 0
Support CosmoFunnel.com

Support CosmoFunnel.com

You can help support the upkeep of CosmoFunnel.com via PayPal.

Log in to leave a comment.
Poem -

Until I acquire a sheepish...

Until I acquire a sheepish android washerwoman...

which day will dawn
when the cows come home to roost
and among the animal house
will...

Poem -

Weaning myself off social...

Weaning myself off social media platforms...,

especially Facebook, but also
Telegram and Zangi
courtesy going cold turkey
ideally...

Poem -

Move on over International...

Move on over International House of Pancakes!

Move on over International House of Pancakes!

Apartment b44 exuded
aroma of pancake house...

Latest poems in Drama, Elegy, Epic, Freestyle, Tragedy

Poem -

dead fucking trees

You see the house
Just bricks after all
Nobody home
No coats in the hall
Empty...

Poem -

TOUCH OF YOUR HEART

TOUCH OF YOUR HEART

If I were a Lucky Lady...

I would touch you gently...

Take you by surprise...

You...

Poem -

Mind-fucked

When everything you’ve been taught is the exact opposite of what needs to be done…

When real life...

Advertise on CosmoFunnel.com