a brilliant day
mountains, flowers, lakes
then a red truck pulls out blind
no time for thought,
tires screaming on hot blacktop,
the car sliding, too fast, too fast,
no room
a white face in the window
a man turning, surprised
we bear down, burning fifty
to zero in thirty feet and somehow
we slide right,
rock to a stop
just
short
the whole thing flashes faster than thought
the face glares at me,
slams his truck across traffic
and disappears
we look at each other
seemingly fine
no harm, no foul?
driving home, my right arm
shakes like current
sizzling in a frayed wire
in the dark garage
I close my eyes,
the hot engine ticking down in silence
our lives continue
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