My car and I idle and steam
staring into the future
peering at distant headlights
shimmering from the far edge
of the curvature of the road
their glow haloes the pavement
masquerades as the light pollution
of a distant, pulsing city
gorging itself on stars and clouds
until the monster crests the hill
with twin sunrises, too bright,
too soon this hellish morning
an angry radiance that
slaughters darkness, a paladin's spear
piercing the thick-skinned night
until I turn the wheel, and it passes
then it is just a rolling metal box
that keeps its bulb-powered orbs
in the palsied hands of an old man
desperately peering through bifocals
trying to see the road through the fog
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~AEW~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
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