Lost Control

Lost Control

A Poem by Clinton Tyree

And the vehicle defies your every manoeuvre.
It no longer matters where you push and pull the wheel,
or how you pump the pedals,
you no longer have any influence over the career.

Time slows right down to taunt you.
You notice briefly the stares of interest,
of horror, from passing vehicles.
They could do nothing,
even if they did want to do more than gawp.

All you can do is sit back.
All you can do is brace yourself,
as time now accelerates towards
the inescapable impact,
All you can do,
is hope physics deals you a good hand.

© 2010 Clinton Tyree


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nice... with a slight flavor of sarcasm.. I am liking this. Tho since this happened to me, I must admit I felt like..... *shivers*

Anyway over all, as someone who had an accident like that I can say you have described it all well... Too well even xD

Good writing!

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.




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nice... with a slight flavor of sarcasm.. I am liking this. Tho since this happened to me, I must admit I felt like..... *shivers*

Anyway over all, as someone who had an accident like that I can say you have described it all well... Too well even xD

Good writing!

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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Added on January 21, 2010
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