December 17, 2011


The Mini shines
on the showroom floor,
its whole seductive life
still ahead, virgin
odometer, well-lubed
joints patient,
differential innocent
of hard turns coming.
Behind the wheel I feel
my dead MG, on blocks
for years awaiting
restoration at the mercy
of a sharp old eye,
at best a project
for aging experts,
at worst scrap, some
parts scavenged
bye and bye.