Friday, July 14, 2017

the crash

i'm behind the five
cars
that crash accordion style
into one another from
behind.
nearly everyone
is on their phone,
talking,
texting, checking e mails.
in quick succession
the air bags go off.
wind shields crack.
a cloud of smoke
puffs out the creases of
windows.
doors fly open, trunks
and hoods pop up,
crimped and shorn.
slowly I go around
the debris on the road,
staring at the shaken
drivers, standing near
their wrecked cars,
shaking their
heads, still looking
at their phones
while a siren wails nearby.

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