Poetry

TEST-DRIVING DINDI by Kenneth Pobo

Hubcaps in the shiny showroom,
silver Eden flowers. Should I buy?

The steering wheel is like a stripper—
bumps and grinds as I watch

transfixed. Mr. jelly-doughnut
presses me to sign. Quickly. I can

drive it home tonight. Sold.
Just to shut him up. I leave

a perfect world for one with
dead deer by the road. No savior

to let me live forever among
bright models.

A stop sign.
A near collision.

About the author:

Kenneth Pobo’s manuscript called Trina and the Sky won Main Street Rag’s 2009 chapbook contest; they published it in December 2009. His new online chapbook, Fitting Parts, can be accessed at www.philistinepress.com.

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