Monday, March 26, 2012

7 words per thought about a day

Let me tell you about my day

Like no other it started with rotation

Tire rotation amidst probing fingers slippery sliding

Over grease drippings caressing a new crack

Worsening ball joints aging like my own

And a promise of more to come.

Nine hundred and thirty seven bucks

Later, much later, I embrace

The mounting cost, abreast

A non sexy

Kind of


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