Noir Poem
Car Troubles Smoke rose from the asphalt of the alley up ahead Someone with unfortunate luck? An accident maybe? Hard to tell in the in the darkness of night He killed the car radio and watched the road closely Soon his lights glowed upon the busted Cadillac The smell of gasoline filled the air. He made his money fixing motors A smoking engine was a straight job He’d help the man speed through it, And be back at his apartment in no time. He thumbed through his tools, Approaching the Cadillac confidently. A silhouette could be seen through the car window The man’s face became more clear A red hot scar was branded on his forehead It read “PAY UP” He furrowed his brow. The smell of gasoline intensified The wet asphalt came as a surprise It had not been raining. A lit cigar fell from the buildings above. Bang The orange flames glowed bright Shining light upon the night’s cruel darkness.