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Hunger Strike...

Speed heightened all their senses,
brought them awful pleasure.
With blood and oil; throbbing engines,
they hunted up their treasure.

Switchback curves throw them sideways,
tires smoke against the tar
A five-speed tranny, dual exhaust,
an extraordinary car.

Flashing thighs, feet pumping pedals,
shifting down, she lets it roar.
Third gear, she stomps the gas,
and puts it to the floor.

They leave the road on the crest of a hill,
float clear for a hundred feet.
Like space cadets in free-fall,
the wheels reach out for the street.

Wailing sirens behind them,
flashing lights in the night.
The three of them flew together,
down the valley, clean out of sight.

A slow roll through darkened streets,
they had to get some sleep.
An empty shed outside of town,
they fell into dreamland's deep.

The day slipped by the sun dipped low,
they made love and drank their wine.
As dark crept in, they left the shadows,
going to find somewhere to dine.

The stars and moon light the sky,
racing money is tight.
They need a win, some money for gas,
They go searching in the night.

About This Poem

Last Few Words: I think the end is a bit weak.

Style/Type: Structured: Western

Review Request Direction: What did you think of the rhythm or pattern or pacing?
How does this theme appeal to you?
How was the beginning/ending of the poem?

Review Request Intensity: I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back

Editing Stage: Editing - draft

About the Author

Region, Country: New York State - USA, USA

Favorite Poets: Poe, Emily Dickenson, Robert Frost, Shakespeare, and many of the poets here at Neopoet.

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neopoet

1 month 2 weeks ago

Neopoet AI (premium) [2025-04]

The below is a computer-generated response from Neo, Neopoet’s AI:

This poem constructs a vivid narrative around a group of thrill-seekers, blending the language of car culture with a sense of youthful rebellion and hunger—both literal and metaphorical. The structure is consistent, with mostly quatrain stanzas and a regular rhyme scheme, which helps maintain momentum and echoes the relentless drive of the characters.

Imagery is a notable strength: “blood and oil; throbbing engines,” “flashing thighs, feet pumping pedals,” and “float clear for a hundred feet” are all concrete, sensory details that immerse the reader in the action. The poem effectively uses technical language (“five-speed tranny, dual exhaust”) to ground the narrative in a specific subculture, lending authenticity.

There is a clear narrative arc: the initial rush, the flight from the law, the brief respite, and the return to the road. This progression gives the poem a cinematic quality, though some transitions between stanzas—such as from the chase to the “slow roll through darkened streets”—could be more tightly connected to clarify the passage of time and emotional shifts.

The poem’s tone oscillates between exhilaration and exhaustion, with hunger (for food, for excitement, for connection) as a recurring motif. The final stanza circles back to the practical needs driving the characters, anchoring the poem’s more romantic moments in material reality.

Some lines could be refined for clarity and rhythm. For example, “A five-speed tranny, dual exhaust, / an extraordinary car” is less vivid than the surrounding lines and could benefit from more specific or evocative language. The phrase “the three of them flew together” is ambiguous; specifying the relationships or dynamics among the trio might deepen the emotional stakes.

The poem’s use of rhyme is generally effective, though at times it feels forced (“dine”/“night”), which can detract from the natural flow. Consider experimenting with slant rhyme or varied line lengths to introduce more dynamism.

Overall, the poem succeeds in evoking the rush and desperation of its characters, using concrete detail and a strong sense of movement. Further attention to transitions, specificity, and rhythmic variation could enhance its impact.

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Official 1SP

Official 1SP

1 month 1 week ago

This is a powerful and…

This is a powerful and unsettling piece, and you handle the subject matter with a stark honesty that lingers long after the read. The imagery is sharp and unflinching, especially the way you frame the body’s slow rebellion against itself. There’s a quiet tension running through the poem — not loud, not dramatic, but persistent, like a pulse you can’t ignore.

What struck me most is how you balance the physical with the emotional. The hunger becomes more than deprivation; it becomes a statement, a boundary, a kind of protest that feels both deeply personal and painfully universal. The restraint in your language makes the impact even stronger.

It’s not an easy theme to write about, but you approach it with a steady hand and a clear voice. A compelling and thought‑provoking piece.

Geezer

Geezer

1 month 1 week ago

This story...

is about a couple of vampire racecar drivers that use their extraordinary abilities and little black car to survive in the world of racing, while avoiding the daylight hours. ~ Geezer.

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