CARD #03EPIC
EPIC
The Camaro Poet
Flow 89 · Chrome 86 · Romance 77
He writes sonnets on napkins and parks sideways under the moon.
The Poem
He leans on the Camaro with a pen in his hand,
Writing chrome-colored love in a tire-mark land.
The moon reads his verses, the asphalt applauds,
And the tail of his haircut communes with the gods.