Biking with the Winchesters Eleventy! 7th

Jul 10, 2011 15:31

smell first
slightly sweet and familiar
then an arc of bone
rises
from the shadow by the road's edge
like the ivory ribs of some tiny ship
run aground
lost with all hands

"We should torch it," 
Dean says.

"No accelerant," 
Sam points out.

I swear
I'm going to start riding with the guys
from Hawaii 5-O 
 

biking, poetry

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jdsgirlbev July 10 2011, 21:57:34 UTC
The first verse is just elegant.

And then...HEE!!! :D

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kelly_girl July 11 2011, 00:22:51 UTC
Ha! Steve would lob a grenade at it.

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