A RACE FOR PINK SLIPS
between a ‘55 Chevy and a GTO
across a long-gone America
when the road was much more
than a shopping aisle.
Three road hogs
and an underage girl
riding in back with the tools.
The nights are warm
and the roads are straight.
This one’s built from scratch,
and as Warren Oates says,
“Those satisfactions are permanent.”
-Tom Waits
