Bam!
Driving on the highway to the cities
The cobalt sky, overcast billowing
Daydreaming, big clouds with a bright, shining sun
The smell of wood burning
And the taste of road salt in the air
The boulevard is icy, slick, and wet
A spin, my hands are frozen on the wheel
I can barely feel them
I feel a dizziness as I twirl
And roll into the ditch
Bam!
Mother Nature is not nice.
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