Cruising

by Samuel De Lemos

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El Camino Real
was known
for its
party nights.

late 70’s up
into the early 80’s
cruising the strip
was what we did.

My brother’s
yellow Duster
was
muscled out,

at least from
the outside
it looked that way.

It had
Mag Wheels
in the back,
where it was
lifted,

When it was
all said and
done,
it looked
like a mean
street machine.

Though it only
had a
straight six.

It still
purred like
a kitten.

we’d hit
the streets
listening to the
Cars,
Moving In Stereo,

Foreigner, or
Blondie’s
Heart Of Glass.

Classics Rock
hits-when
I hear them now,
they take me
to those paved
streets.

Up and down
The Royal Road,
We’d be looking
for the chicks,

friends we could
hang with or
the inevitable
hormonal fights.

Those were the
ways, we’d spend
our teen aged
summer nights:

Cruising and
looking for those
warm Saturday
night adventures.

When we hooked
up with
the babes
we’d say,

“Success!”,
“That was
a night to
remember.”

Cruising
the strip
on the
El Camino.

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