Article voiceover
1983 Mercedes 300 Diesel
yes
i recall
it was 2002
and i secured
a rolling gray tank
whirring and purring
churning sturdy vigor
it felt heavy with structure
blue interior dimpled leather
when pressed, the accelerator
would confess to a rapid ability
to respond almost vocally, though
the derivative motion was admittedly
slow and cautious, like hoisting around
a steel carcass. nevertheless, it was
dependable in its slowness, and i
drove more than one hopeless
young romantic for platonic
bonding and antics above
the valley floor, mine
just one more shy
and steady
body of
loveThis poem comes via ’s June poetry prompts. Sonja herself writes with a keen and powerful poet’s voice, and I highly recommend her Substack velvet reverie!
300D engine sounds recorded by TFLclassics.
Memory Mercedes made with backseat production , form of poem powers acceleration going too fast and getting no wear but tear in the zipper caught going up the road to enclose the 300 probes into a pie in the sky but in the end, to resell with a profit to boost the wallet to buy 350 SL and score a babe in the mist of time.
Oh man, I love the phonetics of this. The sounds tell the story just as much as the words. Very fun read.