American Dreams

Cadillac snow on the window,
Letting engine oil drip down your lungs,
Rainbow melted puddles on top of the asphalt,
And cinder for sinners on the third eclipsed year.
A snowman melts his carrot nose a victim to nature,
Browned and burdened by Pinochio lies.
Telling tall tales, that eventually morph into facts.
Rewriting history, leaving the truth to interpretation,
To believe the smiling men of television,
And consume the swill of the princes of commerce lay bare.
American dreams.