I rove the land no more

Ahem, cough, cough.

The air is full of

dust from ancient hay.

I sit here, entertained

by pigeons and rats.

While I die a slow death

a blood puddle

beneath my body.

Carthrtisis stiffens

hinges, bolts.

Dirt fills my seized engine.

To think I once

took on

rushing streams

mountain passes

roads of mud

sidled by where

the ground dropped off

to tomorrow

Cross-country chases

soft, curvy hills

Knew the land

like a surveyor.

Light nearly blinds

my shattered eyes.

Voices, equipment noises.

I hear “Perfect

We’ll start the season of ‘What’s in the Barn’ with this one.”

What's in the Barn? (2013) Poster

It really is a reality show!*

Written for Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Writing Prompt #112: Car Personification.

*Don’t ask why I know the line up of shows on the Velocity channel.

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8 thoughts on “I rove the land no more

  1. Candy June 21, 2015 / 10:38 pm

    Ah, a slow decline into obscurity. Well said!

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    • phylor June 22, 2015 / 10:58 pm

      Thank you.
      There might be a chance at restoration; that the land rover will come out of obscurity. Always like the thought of a second chance.

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    • phylor June 21, 2015 / 8:24 am

      When you said “personification,” I thought “my life history.” :-)

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  2. summerstommy2 June 21, 2015 / 5:55 am

    Great response. Isn’t this task so much like describing our own lives… once we sprinted after the bus, now we waddle to the stop and wait for the next one……

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    • phylor June 21, 2015 / 8:23 am

      I really was never that good at sprinting. Seems I’ve been waddling for quite some time!

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