Been staring at that Chinatown JDM vs DTM thumbnail for a while. Wondering why the hell did I choose it?
Simple, that picture of that bumper has character. That photo elicits emotions, her eyes clear as day staring forward, that "I'm looking down on you" bumper attitude.
So I took bits and pieces from Othello, added some new lines of my own, mixed them up and created a somewhat psycho, neurotic gibberish of a poem ode to this high class gal... wait-a-minute...
...up class gal... up town girl... yea! That song!
Who says you gotta be poet to write a poem!
Let me see your eyes;
Look in my face.
Some of your function, mistress;
Leave procreants alone and shut the door;...
Why, what art thou?
Come, swear it, damn thyself
Lest, being like one of heaven, the devils themselves...
Heaven truly knows that thou art false as hell.
... away! away! away!
Bludgeon me with those diamond yes,
as you nudge my spirit away with that sneer...
Begone spiteful thing!
As I look away with wanton lust!
mine! mine! mine!
As I caress your lines and open those doors...
Lie with her! lie on her! We say lie on her, when
they belie her. Lie with her! that's fulsome....
Look in upon me then and speak with me,
Or, naked as I am, I will assault thee.
Behold, I have a weapon;
A better never did itself sustain...
Dost thou mock me?
The handkerchief!
The handkerchief!
The handkerchief!
Away!





















































