Silent as night

Cruising

blaring radio

soon to be oldies

of rock & roll

before disco became

moldy.

Shipwrecks of

crush love

litter the streets

of teenage lust

like Playboy magazines

each one printed to

garner cash in a rush.

Seems not much as changed

still hear blaring radios

but no one can really sing

vocal chords in a sling

kinda like karaoke without the machine

cash still drives the greed

lust still litters the scene.

Cruising through life

before long it’s moldy

memory forgets oldies

sounds once blaring

silent as night.

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