Wonder-taken on broken breath
bracing for a white compact
the air was racing cold and cool
I felt the frame shake
the noise was mute,
my tanks on empty my seatbelt’s there
toes are crossed
my hairs are reared
the mirror’s fine
the taillights too,
I shove it and park
kick the brake and retort,
the smell of the airbags
escapes from my door,
The stranger I met
hugged me and swore,
thank god we’re okay
fuck, yeah we’re alive
My front light was smashed
but the ice looked so nice…