Driven Engine Afterlife
Drove in a State of Zen
When on the Road.
Did she need a prod?
“I know not”.
Did she need a fix it all jack?
“Course, When she Went
Round the Bend.
The Tyres Rode Till The
Rubber Got Nailed On
The Road.
They Were Fill-in-Dates Really.”
About Remaining Flat, Did the Tyres and She Tire of That?
“The Tyres Did,
Their Trance like Endurance
Looked Away When Lassitude
Made its Presence Felt.”
“As For Her ,She Drove at Being Agile
and Towards Being Virile
Till the Brake Oil Level
Went Downhill.”
Did She Move In
The Fast Lane?
“No Zoom Junkie,
Steadiness She Thought
Of As a Distant Parameter
And An Intimate Need.”
Was She Sharp
When She Turned?
“She was Swift,
Independent of a Dent.”
Driven Engine Afterlife
Drove in a State of Zen
When on the Road.
The Four Wheeler
Would Wager if
She Were Pitted
Against a Racer
She’d Get Richer
Being A Winner.
“Cut Across the Racer "
Was Her Favourite One Liner.
And With That In her
She’d Render their
Hopes Asunder.
Commanding Respect at
Full Throttle Had
No Place Save
The Race Course.
Not One For
A Collision Course,
Nor A Car Crash
Was She Set For.
She Thought
An Errant Driver,
A Transporter of a Three Wheeler,
A Cabbie
And a Bus Driver
Immeasurably Inept
At the Wheel.
A Crooked Cop
Who Overlooked
Their Transgressions on Tar
She Thought
Buggered and Bribed.
Gettin Hold of a Spiteful Three Wheeler
Miss Four Wheels Took Up the Cudgels With Him
Quizzing Him About His
Misdeeds On the Street.
The Spiteful Bugger remarked
“I Couldn’t Care Two Hoots
About Throwing the Traffic
Outta Gear.
A Safe Passage is Only
For the Traffic Lit Emissaries.
The Best You Can Do
Is Hoot At Me.”
Miss Four Wheels
Shot Back By Stating
“You’ll Speed
Like a Spoilt Seed.
You’ll Harass For
More Than the Exact Fare.
The Next Time
You’ll Pull
Such Stunts
I’ll Put Your
Lights Out.”
Virility, A Strength
Of Her’s, Was an
Irrepressible and Incurable
Facet.
“ Now the Engine,could it Cushion
the Vehicle’s Breakdowns?
“Yeah it Could.
The Engine Was
More Redoubtable Than
The Vehicle Itself.”
“Could it Get Out
Of Being Redoubtable?”
“Yeah it Broke Out
of Being Redoubtable
This One Time.
That Led Her
To Her Maker.”
“How Did The Occurrence
Come to Pass?”
“The Engine Blew a Fuse
When she was Driving
Back From a Drive In.
Thereafter She Stalled
And the Lights Went Out.
The Redoubtable Element
Kept Immovable in a
State of Zen."
