The Ballad of The Eternally Damned

Pulled out the used car lot, rolled the windows down
Headed to the country, a weekend in the woods ahead
There was neither money in the bank nor soul in town,
Dog in the backseat, from the window poked his head.

Nine hours into the drive the truck began to sputter,
Lights started flashing on the dash
I had to swerve between oncoming traffic
Just to avoid the crash.

The dog and I were towed to a grease-monkey garage in town
Where the necessary parts were to arrive by morning,
So for the night a roach motel is where we settled down,
Sheets rough as sandpaper, neighbors television droning.

Back on the road the next day the truck began to sputter,
Lights started flashing on the dash
I had to swerve between two pine trees
Just to avoid the crash.

This time I opened up the hood myself just to take a peek
I didn’t know much about cars aside from a thing or two,
I didn’t expect so many big problems in less than a week,
But after the smoke cleared I knew the truck was through.

Slept beneath the stars that night until the sky began to sputter,
Thunder rang and lightning slashed
I had to build a lean-to on a maple tree
Just to avoid the crash.

The sun came up and the earth was steaming,
Birds chirping, wet air hot from the night before
Awakened from facing death while dreaming
I now realized that survival had become a chore.

Started walking, walked for days, until my heart began to sputter,
Thunder rang and lightning slashed
I sat defeated against an old oak tree
Just to avoid the crash.

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