Beautiful Broken Day

during the drive through Mexico

twelve did die

the mountain said

with no respect for lines

and headlights glare now

and the sun's disappeared

has the sun really left us?

tucked away between the mountains

and was that a thank you?

mountains

that, minutes ago, stretched their necks

to glimpse the sun in evanescence

mountains become the clouds

slower

she whispers

her hair turning grey

but the light is slipping away

we're wound up in fear

and he goes so fast

pitting machine against distance

divided by time

that no number does the stress justice

unless it is one

second

holding still.

Reviews

[Justsimplyjulia]

Once again, you managed to make me feel breathless.
Wonderful job.
-Dragon

[Hatchling]

Amazing! I enjoyed reading this. Keep up the great work