Saturday, April 11, 2015

6593. MY NEW FILM

MY NEW FILM
They are test-driving cars alongside the curve
of the river  -  where the two-lane road goes fast
and open. Ad-men, I think, doing photos and such.
Cars run in fashion like everything else, and these days,
anyway, speed's not the battle. The Cadillac runs like
a hood-monster's drug-tank Escalade, the Range Rover
seems made for a Queen  -  the dainty, lush squish of
a big-bottomed seeker of comfort; mothers, kids, all
kinds of shopping. This Audi Q5 just makes no sense
at all. To me it's a loafer squeezed in the boot of the
military police. But, I stand here and watch as they turn.
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Whatever nation-state stands here too, whatever people 
we've become, I guess we've decided to divide it by
'cars'  -  some new form of Pi which does not  -  most
definitely  -  lead to piety, or humility. Like that old oil
company which used to call itself 'Humble Oil Co.', then
Esso, than Exxon. What the hell, who cares, go on.

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