It was just where I thought it would be
A little out of sight
Like grit in the corner of my eye
I had to pretend I’d not seen it
Or felt its breath on my cheek
Or its subtle scent
Sharp as lime juice on the tongue
I was prepared for the waiting
Adjusted my accelerator
Undid another prayer
Acted like I’d never been here before
Speeding on
With eyes in the back of my skull
Mapping it progress like a blip on a radar
Until the screen coming the other way blanks me
Casual as a duck on a boating lake
I turned away from the oncoming
Unbalanced, senseless, heart bouncing but traced
Like a telegraph wire,
Waiting for the sudden crack
Of words escaping the bone
Last thing remembered
A flash of blood through the eyes
Smell of piss escaping
Hot tarmac burns
Death swoops down
On the runaway life
On my oblivious cavalier
Attitude towards
Hopelessness
