Saturday, March 12, 2016


The road ahead is wet and slippery.
The cars shine their red lights for me.
I follow in their slow wake.
Careful not to slip and slide.
Careful to keep my tires on the road.
My eye lids are becoming heavy.
My yawns grow wider.
I must continue on this road.
I must follow the other cars.

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