Sunday, May 2, 2021

Epitaph for a Dying Car

I hope you don't take this wrong,
but you were ugly:
A  squat and cantankerous troll 
thwarting me at every turn,
demanding attentions of which
I was incapable.

You filled a need;
that was all.
Yet amid the stops and starts,
the breakdowns and the curses,
we were irrevocably tied,
manacled by mutual dependence.

It's over now, and
it is somehow sad to see you
broken and mechanically betrayed.
Others are sleeker, more responsive,
but we had stories, we had adventures.
I'll miss you. But not too much.


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