The killer windshield returns, thrusting
Its airborne swatch of destruction
Through the summer night:
Merciless executioner of countless
Unnamed winged hexapods, reduced
To gelatinous acid smears.
A firefly strikes its match
Against the glass, extinguished
In a final lightning flash.
Ten miles down the road
Its faint glow still lingers, feeble
Candle-curse against the dark.
Wednesday, July 15, 2009
Wednesday Poetry Blogging
Another real life event. This happened several years ago, while driving home on an early July night. The first line is inspired by an old FAR SIDE cartoon. After that, it gets more serious.