Friday, November 5, 2021

Whip-back-lash



 

As if I was taken for a ride

without asking for a one-way ticket

wherever not Home

As though it were a nice car

so it meant some safety built-in

As it was

my car

all along

And I let a drunk drive

which explains the carnage

and typical manner

of walking away unscathed

as though blood diluted without alcohol

creates a cushion

in impact-

In fact

the driver always walks away

with a death sentence

that ends 

with a sober

period. 



Photo credit National Archives at College Park, taken c. 1970 in Public domain, via Wikimedia Commons.

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