Stainless

So long to silence
Bragged there’s no stop signs here
Kindred, crooked hubcap protects the Chevrolet testicles

The lonely senator struck his plastic pitchfork on the steel plate on his head
I swallowed their bales of hay and gunpowder and ducked the spark

Though luckily the shrill jet whines
The treasure rides on a ringing roof
Eyes shooting blanks
Show me, show me