road rage (Remove filter)
Saved by Silence
a sour sigh held in
by the wisdom of silence
offers a yet-to-come glimpse
of rage reverberating against
the wheel you manically steer
down the retched road of hubris
© Candice Reineke 2021
Saturday 20th November 2021 3:37 am
Traffic Jam
I sat in lines
At biting point
Biting my lip
Then gave it up
Put my lip balm
And the hand brake on.
Staring out I
Swam away
From all-combusting
Fits of flames
I, treading thoughts
'Til the tide changed.
Then snorting fumes
I blew away
Flew queue jumps
Flipped bird parades
'Til stung by horns
I thudded down
And sauntered on
To ...
Monday 14th July 2014 12:07 pm
Encounter (This Motorway's Mine)
Encounter (This Motorway’s Mine).
A black crow struts down the central reservation,
pecking at the remnants of undefined road-kill.
The white dotted line stretches out forever –
reminds me of the perforated slip on a tax form –
something that’s required but causes great effort
to tear along regardless, and sod the consequence.
A lemon-curd sandwich, parke...
Thursday 21st March 2013 11:02 am
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