What Bothers You

got a new car
and you are driving it
at the road
towards the boulevard
on such a clear day
and then suddenly
another car comes
rushing
from the north of your
direction
and then the inevitable happens

bang! the collision occurs
the car is smashed
like a paper cone

what must bother you
you are still alive.

poem by Ric S. BastasaReport problemRelated quotes
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