Friday, November 14, 2008

Tiretracks - A Poem


One night, a man had a dream
He was driving along the coastline
He looked back along his journeys
The longings, the regrets

He pulled to the side of the road
He gazed out to the ocean,
the unending carpet, rippled and dancing
under the soft hiss of moonlight

He strummed his hands along the contours
rough hewn and ribbed
of the steering wheel that had guided him
for all his life

He looked back at the road
and saw distinct tire tracks
for miles on end
past the horizion, save on interruption

At one point, the tracks veered off the cliff
but he couldn't remember such an incident

He stepped out his sensibly-priced Toyota Corolla
and followed the greasy double-string of tracks
He asked his car when he had veered off path
And how his car could fail him so abruptly

The Toyota spoke:

"My precious, precious driver
I love you, and I will spend the next 175,00 miles with you
During that time when your suspension gave out
and you nearly drove off the cliff...

That is when you were saved by Zero"

Later in the dream,
he encountered a former childhood bully
who taunted him and made him sad
he picked up a hammer and beat the bully to death.

He was kind of glad he woke up at that point, on account of he would have been arrested for murder.


Blogger Sir Omer said...

Kevin, you've converted me.

9:40 AM  
Blogger Ted said...

Kevin with another addiction... Yeah, that is what he needs.

10:32 AM  
Anonymous John Mulholland said...

I'm curious, once one has been "saved by zero", can you lose the salvation? Are there steps to this salvation? How would I "work it out in fear and trembling"?

4:21 PM  
Blogger Kevin Sawyer said...

No. If you refinance your zero percent loan, it is proof that you were never saved by zero in the first place.

7:11 PM  

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