Monday, 2 December 2019

Night and Daymare


I don’t know from where I was coming
I had no inkling as to where I was going
All I knew was my lips were humming
Some crestfallen lamentations of my own doing

I distinctly remember it was on the highway
Not a road cutting thru the city
I was also cognizant of the emotions that outweigh
Bearing heavy on mind, were singing a melancholic ditty

I didn’t care about the speed
I brushed Laggard trucks and lesser cars aside,
However there was one SUV belonging to a similar breed
Who in close heels for sometime drew up by my side

After a gutsy duel of driving skills
I gave in, ahead sped the more robust car
The spirited battle gave me the thrills and frills
But not the lead, Close but no cigar

A good fifty feet now separated the vehicular masses
Making peace with the undoubtedly decisive winner
I snuck behind comfortably tailgating the master
Closely monitoring the gap, determined not to extend the lead

Ten minutes passed without much activity
To my ruminations, I quickly came away
With both motorists in control of the situation, displaying gritty
Resolve to not yield or concede any further leeway

According the knackered accelerator
A deserved pause, ensconced in cruise mode
I flung my worries to be taken care of sometime later
Bombinating the interiors with buzzing tunes of Depeche Mode

When the detestable competitor cocked-a-snook
Suddenly hard-braking totally disloyal
To the enshrined rubric of the freeway driving rule book
To my horror I found myself at the receiving end of the brake’s betrayal

There wasn’t time to probe into the incomprehensibility
The gap narrowed! I began to panic
Forty feet, I had to do something with agility
To conjure up something from thin air, my flailing hands began to fossick

Thirty feet! The car ahead was coming to a stop
I frantically searched for alternatives
Twenty Feet, Ten feet, I squealed a hapless yaup
I had to trigger the last-gasp Putative

Option, the hold hand break
Five feet away! I pull
Too late perhaps, too slow on the uptake
The car crashed, and I was lifted into a mazy lull

Oh what a nightmare! My eyes blued into pallor
I could hear the blasting of my palpitating heart
As I sat up on my bed recoiling with unmitigable horror
Only to realize day and night when viewed athwart

Presented the same situation. One being nightmares
The other when looked at the unavoidable circumstance
I had woven myself into, were inextricable daymares
Sheer acts of my own doing, and blameless happenstance

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