Economy

The economy is failing and all the cars are selling cheap and hot,
sitting in yards behind rollers with their doors bolted down.

Soon after things will start really tanking and we’ll have to drive
them off cliffs like fat schools of slow lemmings falling.

The man lifts the hood and brushes the leaves off the motor like
I can’t see for myself. Cars are like women, he says. Plenty

of them around but not all of them are good. Ha ha ha. This one
here’s a good pick for you: small and not too powerful.