My response to Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Writing Prompt #165 “Collage 26”
Life is full of shaggy dog stories,
Like the ones told by drifters
As you walk along the railway track
Or the yarn the baby-sitter
Spun about a haunted shack.
That summer in the lonely garden
With the ocean’s breathy chill,
You were visited by a memory,
One that haunts you still.
You’d just passed your driving test
And your father loaned you his car
To drive to an open-air rock gig,
It wasn’t very far.
You turned up the radio,
To your favourite rock and roll song,
When from the back seat you noticed
Someone else singing along.
You pulled over
On the hard shoulder,
Looked in the rear-view mirror,
Into the misty eyes
Of a hitch-hiking hippy ghost,
Travelling from coast to coast,
City to city,
Your hands shook so hard,
You couldn’t really feel
When the ghost asked you to move over
And took the steering wheel.
It didn’t have a licence,
Hadn’t passed a test,
But in this kind of situation,
A ghost knows what is best
When it’s driving a meat coated
Skeleton made from stardust:
What did you have to be afraid of?
© Kim M. Russell, 2016