IditarodA Poem by Scott H.Based on a true experience of a winter-time car crash
“Iditarod”
Winter revisits
The late shift –
The snow accumulating –
The road home through the hills
A suicide run
I wasn’t quite ready to make –
So I take
The long way –
The wheels skid –
The glass shatters as
Van becomes dogsled
Narrowly avoiding trees –
Back on the highway
Windows-gone numbness –
Steering wheel white-knuckle grip
Cutting off circulation –
Another veer brings a heart-stopping flashback
And a reversal of direction –
Then
The third impact shimmers –
The random cute boy stops to
Tie my bumper back together –
The suspicious disbelief
On the trooper’s face –
How,
When I finally pull
Still shaking up the driveway –
The first words spoken –
“How in the hell are We going to pay for this” –
Not –
“Are you okay?”
© 2008 Scott H. |
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Added on July 28, 2008 Last Updated on August 30, 2008 Author
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