The Road Kill

The Road Kill

A Poem by dan

A semi-true account of one finding out that his auto accident was a little more than that.


The Road Kill


Shimmering heat rising like madness from the road ahead

Looking like dancing ghouls

In search of a ghastly habitat

To call their own.


Such heat signatures can mesmerize a person,

As distracting as texting. . . .

Or gazing at the passing scenery

Running scared.


A driver’s vision can be impaired, like staring

Into the sun’s glare,

Disorienting control, blurring reason

Daring one to drive faster, further.


With caution being thrown to the wind

The driver drifts across the center line

Right into his date with tragedy

Or destiny. With both.


He wakes up from induced coma…groggy,

Wondering how his car made it…crushed?

He hears doctors (nurses?) talking in the hallway

Callously referring to ‘road kill’ and ‘poor sap.’


Visitors told me that my car had struck another;

The driver was dead……

Now knowing that the ‘road kill’ referred to

Was my innocent victim.


A realization sets in, telling me that my leg

had been lost also,

Another chapter in the ‘road kill’ story,

My innocence now in rubble

Self-esteem now sideways,

Self-hatred now doubled.


riki © 2014


© 2015 dan

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Added on January 24, 2015
Last Updated on January 24, 2015
Tags: death, biography, auto



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