Mustang Sally Poem by Kyle Schlicher

Mustang Sally



CHROME
equipped
RIDE
flat out.

SPEED
machine
spinning
tires
GRIPPING
like
two
ruby red lips

SUCKING

the pavement

CLEAN.

vicious
lady
damsel
in
violent
disarray

ARROGANCE
UNDENIED

SHINY
paint job
catches
the
EYE
of
the
most holiest
WORSHIPPER.

(4-21-2000)

Monday, November 23, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: car
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