M's Poetry
The Red Convertible
wrote from a story my uncle told me, to this day it chills me to the bone, he swears it to be true*
The Red Convertible
Back in my younger days
just fresh in the military
I am going to tell you a story
one that is true I swear it
I was a drinker
a no good excuse for a human
I was in a satanic cult
yes black and evil was my vision
I thought I was untouchable
nobody could ever scare me
until I met the man in the red convertible
boy was I oh so wrong.....
It was a hot day in Texas
ninety plus degrees
my car had broken down
so I was thumbing for rides
when a red convertible slowed
deciding not to pass me by
I hoped in never thinking to ask
but soon I will discover
this man was wearing a mask....
He looked so immaculate
hair slicked back
business suit and matching black glasses
he said not a word
I was beginning to feel uncomfortable
finally I got the nerve to ask
sir where are you dropping me off at?
He didn't answer right away
but slowly he turned
he said, “we aren't going where you think we are
my place is rather toasty
he laughed, unnerving me
then saying, “you might even say
it slightly burns”
and with that I felt my body go numb
A stop light was in sight
I had already made up my mind
I was jumping out of there
even if it cost me my life
and then with a snap
he said “look at me you coward!”
I suddenly looked as he had removed his glasses
there staring back at me
was eyes that spit out fire
no human eyes was to be seen
I know I instantly screamed
I jumped before the intersection came
as I landed, I quickly tried jumping to my feet
when I did no red convertible could be seen
but I swear to this day
it was the devil I met
driving that red convertible
on Route 114.....
2006@ Megan Bishop
The Red Convertible
Back in my younger days
just fresh in the military
I am going to tell you a story
one that is true I swear it
I was a drinker
a no good excuse for a human
I was in a satanic cult
yes black and evil was my vision
I thought I was untouchable
nobody could ever scare me
until I met the man in the red convertible
boy was I oh so wrong.....
It was a hot day in Texas
ninety plus degrees
my car had broken down
so I was thumbing for rides
when a red convertible slowed
deciding not to pass me by
I hoped in never thinking to ask
but soon I will discover
this man was wearing a mask....
He looked so immaculate
hair slicked back
business suit and matching black glasses
he said not a word
I was beginning to feel uncomfortable
finally I got the nerve to ask
sir where are you dropping me off at?
He didn't answer right away
but slowly he turned
he said, “we aren't going where you think we are
my place is rather toasty
he laughed, unnerving me
then saying, “you might even say
it slightly burns”
and with that I felt my body go numb
A stop light was in sight
I had already made up my mind
I was jumping out of there
even if it cost me my life
and then with a snap
he said “look at me you coward!”
I suddenly looked as he had removed his glasses
there staring back at me
was eyes that spit out fire
no human eyes was to be seen
I know I instantly screamed
I jumped before the intersection came
as I landed, I quickly tried jumping to my feet
when I did no red convertible could be seen
but I swear to this day
it was the devil I met
driving that red convertible
on Route 114.....
2006@ Megan Bishop
