This piece totally came out of the blue, actually didn't have anything written, and while still feeling a bit like I did yesterday, I didn't think I'd come up with anything for today either. But luckily while out this morning, which I have to thank Jello for that excursion, (I'm so addicted to Black Cherry Jello btw), I happened to see this White Cadillac out on the road. I'm not particularly a Cadillac kind of guy, but what struck me here was the license plate. Thanks.
I.
Silky
smooth, her
White
walls rolled
Ever
slowly—flaunting
It’s
bedazzling view,
Emanating
in freeze frame
Ever
slowly—flaunting
The
freshness of its lustered cream,
A
lathered richness bathed to skin
Ever
slowly—flaunting
From
the sparkling shine of chrome
to
a pimped-out trim that’s all it’s own
Ever
slowly—flaunting
It’s
a wonder, how eyes could still see
Anything
beyond the aesthetic glow
Ever
slowly—flaunting
II.
But
looks aside
I
could not help
focusing
my attention to
inches
below her trunk
Ever
quickly—flashing by
Here,
it was,
that
her vanity glittered forth,
a
plated licensing of gold,
reading,
“GR8 HAIR,” in all one word
Ever
quickly—flashing by
And
yet, the first thought that came to me,
did
not pertain to the myriad of potential possibilities—Why
this
choice ?—for the reading surely would—provide the implications
so
easily perceived—as to an individual’s occupation and/or personality
Ever
quickly—flashing by
But
so fast the flashing would pass, to find
me
pondering in curiosity—wondering if this person also possessed,
A
plate that reads, “NOT SO GR8 HAIR,” all in one word,
For,
you know, those other days, the ones you wish to just go away
Ever
quickly—flashing
