How does it feel to be “yea” old?
Old enuf to feel the wind blowing thru
And You didn’t even have
The top down? (Power windows-working!)
The ride in question was my first — mi primo.
Not chopped not channeled just a Galaxie Ford 500
Electric blue, with all the chrome.
Cops stopped me once at dusk. On my way to History 102 Class.
And I was class, cause they had to let me go
Eventually. What perv would own a 500 Galaxie Ford
Electric blue, with all the chrome?
The news reader said 1979 was the biggest year of production.
For me, ’72 was big enough, “wiide enuf,”
390 under the hood, metallic dark green with black vinyl top.
Mean. Green. Chev’ Impala after CHRISTINE hit the screen
I changed her name to CHRISTEEL!
Man, we flew! The beautiful 1964 Galaxie
was nuthin
Compared to CHRISTEEL!
Could she fly, round the corner to
Peoples’ Drug,
Or up the Jersey Turnpike on
Washington’s B-Day at 80 all the
way
(Hey, not a cop in sight!) back to the
Apple.
By now, some ‘kids’
had coasted my
Galaxie Ford
Down the parents’
hill, slowly silently,
and AFLAME,
But that was OK, I was
a GM man for real,
Shooting the chutes to
Pimlico out of 95,
With a six-pack on the seat with me
—
Never to be caught – except when the
tags on Christeel
Died.
(Oh to have a two-tone ultra green and
hardshell white sleek
Buick Electra…Fins, skirts, spokes, rods,
flash, lotsa glass…
Will this be my latest Ride?)
