In 2057
When I am 102 years old
I hopped in my self-driving
Sem-flying Vehicle
for a road trip
Across Northern Canada
And Greenland.
Now part
of Greater America.
For a road trip
To Siberia, the last
American state.
The road travels
Through a new landscape
Of rich semi-tropical forests.
The ice sheets are long gone
The polar bears are extinct
Although Grizzlies, and wolves
Still roamed the wilderness lands
It took about a week
to travel 5,000 miles
across a still mostly
wilderness area.
Billie Jo Spears once sang a song about a Chevrolet from the year 1957, and all the memories that came with the faded image that she had of it.
Your mission is to go forward to the year 2057, and describe in what kind of cars you are driving, and what adventures you are experiencing.
Entries must not exceed 1,000 words for stories or 40 lines for poetry. Your word or line count MUST appear in your entry post in the Cramp forum.
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