Don’t Dream It; Drive It
Does anyone remember that Chevrolet dealership
on the corner of Tighe Avenue
bald guy on tv in overalls,
promised everybody rides,
a car for all budgets
And his wife had a lot of work done
And his daughter played college ball
And his son had a red cheeks and bowed chest
like a reed curling back against a gale
who went to AA at 13 and had a funny way of speaking
like words hung in a sputtering faucet,
like air in the lines
like he’d seen a movie once
where a man told a woman
he felt safe with her
he memorized the line and said it
anytime a woman asked him
What are you feeling?
He had a zippo lighter
with a green dragon
It was fuel for the soul
Quality guaranteed
They stood behind every car
Does anybody remember the name
help me out here
I’m no good with names
rhymed with get on my lot
sounded like one beat smack
Jack Kain
Sam Cummins
Tom Gray
Don Jacobs
Rod Hatfield
Jeff Harvey
Jack Buford
James Collins
Don Franklin
Paul Miller
Bob Hook
I’ve been thinking about those deals
and looking for
great prices
great deals
great service
great
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I too have a longing for simpler times when promises were kept, good write!
oh wow – thank you for this reading. I didn’t even really see broken promises as part of this story, but you are dead on. At its heart, it’s seeking something that was lost.
Love the natural flow of this, mimics the way the mind works
don’t know the dealership but this one gives me a feeling nonetheless. love it
So many delicious details here, Liz — I’m especially fond of that red-cheeked son. That list of names works really well, too. Nice one!
Reading this in a car dealership rn
what did they make you buy?
This family lives in every town, don’t they? Love this!
hahaha – right?
I notice its men promising all the great deals. Ha!