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Sweet Dreams and a Stickshift
by Quinlan L GibsonIn my rearview mirror,
there came a siren.
She was laser red.
Mustang Cobra.
Sexy on wheels.
Black leather
to wrap around
her lover,
and intoxicate.
Manually stimulated,
purred like a kitten.
Then she glided past me.
Sleek and powerful.
Exuding grace.
Once in the distance,
I smiled at a thought.
It was just like
that one of yours
I totaled.
05/30/2003 Posted on 05/30/2003
Copyright © 2025 Quinlan L Gibson
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Traci Mabats on 05/30/03 at 01:56 PM Totally caught me off gaurd with that ending, I wasnt expecting it at all. Good poem Quin! |
| Posted by Ann Krischus on 05/30/03 at 03:15 PM excellent poem! it's the first of your work i've had a chance to read. very happy i found my way here! |
| Posted by Anne Engelen on 05/30/03 at 03:28 PM exciting read! |
| Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 05/31/03 at 12:20 AM Never knew a poem about a car could be so sexy. Love the witty ending...priceless! |
| Posted by Rhodora M Fitzgerald on 05/31/03 at 02:29 AM Great read Quin..... loved the ending...lol |
| Posted by Susan Q Tomas on 06/01/03 at 09:33 PM Very clever Quinlan. I loved how you called a car a siren. Being usual the tie between sirens and cars is quite different. Very clever. |
| Posted by Quentin S Clingerman on 06/02/03 at 02:52 PM Very colorful, clear word picture. Startling ending that causes a chuckle even though it is not really funny! Reminds me of my daughter and our station wagon which she totalled the day we were planning to start on a long vacation! Thank the Lord she was unhurt. |
| Posted by Mara Meade on 08/11/03 at 01:54 PM Heh heh heh heh heh... love this one! |
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