Running with the night

Running with the night

A Poem by Michael of Gilead

Back when....a thought that occured to me after i had a small accident


I watch as the red taillights

Of a war that’s gone very wrong for me

Speed on down the line.


Broken, twisted, crumpled steel

Shattered glass like dew drops sparkle

Jagged metal that skewers me.


Sunny days and humid nights

Greasy hands, sandy grit on my back

Torqueing bolts, adjusting carbs.


Polished chrome glints

Under streetlight spotlight

As girls in bikini tops giggle, impressed 


Nights spent cruising the boulevard

Idling low in the neon glow

Looking for excitement.


Laying rubber outside the Tasty freeze

Redline revving at the light

A Camaro accepts the fight.


Feathering the clutch as it goes green

Riding the surge, slapped into third

As I’m edging past, rear wheel blows.


My trusty GTO


Staggers drunkenly right


Hitting the ditch










What started a quarter mile away

Harmless fun on an  August night

Has now ended in finality

© 2013 Michael of Gilead

Author's Note

Michael of Gilead
Motoerhead's nightmare

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Nothing scarier than being in an accident...Thank god you weren't the one in the Camaro, I'd have to block you out of principle xD Now I can't get that song Little GTO out of my head...Great stuff here, Michael. Thanks for sharing it with us.

Posted 8 Years Ago


8 Years Ago's good stuff. My pleasure.
Michael of Gilead

8 Years Ago

Thanks K, not fishing here....just unsure, but i shall take your word for it then ;)

8 Years Ago

real great write. i enjoyed it and thanxx for sharing

Posted 8 Years Ago

Michael of Gilead

8 Years Ago

Well thank you very much Luviva

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Added on February 24, 2013
Last Updated on February 24, 2013
Tags: Poem, poetry, cars, summer nights

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