Lit Mag Poetry

Accident

Black street

blue Bentley

steady pace

eerie night.

Small bump

cross roads

trees stand

upright.

Slow down

keep parked

glow red 

then green.

Rain falls

down window

large car

unseen.

Speed up

cause panic

swerve left

then right.

Glass breaks- 

taste blood-

go softly, 

turn white.

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