Stardust 413


Stardust 413

Remedy for writer’s block?

Close the eyes
And watch the big bright TV explode behind them,
If you dare
Whisk away
On the wondrous autobahn of the cosmos,

Let’s see what you got under the hood,
We’re running on supreme,
We’re leveling the maker’s mark,
Fuel injected reserved
For love alone,
Let’s open the throttle,
Let’s spin the wheels,
Let’s burn rubber,
Let’s floor her,
Let’s kiss the lips of God!

We’ll be at a loss for words tonight;
The price paid for encountering the ineffable,
But tomorrow we’ll be alit with proclamations
Of wondrous fire,
Dropping jaws
Trading spaces
Inspiring “Ooh’s and Oz”,

Leaving the tombstones
In the stardust.

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