Personal observations of one writer. Frequent references to pop culture, blues music and lifetime truths.
Friday, August 17, 2018
Danger Ahead
He is a runawy truck ramp
his face that dusty, rough, unnatural shade
like the unpaved, sandy surface
of the side road that leads up a sudden hill
to nowhere.
He is a RUNAWAY TRUCK RAMP,
that side option that hopefully never gets used.
It's unfinished, sudden, unlikely to stop the motion of an uncontrollable force.
This ramp paints an eerie feeling,
It's impossible not to glance over when passing,
It conjures images of disaster.
He is a runaway truck ramp,
possessed by the possibility of function
But nobody wants to travel that road.
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