My heart pounds like a steel drum
It’s heavy beat visible only
As a tiny vibration in the lines of my neck
My palms moist, slide against the steering wheel
As I drive to y destination
I dry swallow to wet my parched mouth
I turn a corner, too quickly to react
Breathing hard
Narrowly missing a brightly coloured cyclist
My mind wanders as I pull up
Imagining scenarios
Hoping for the best outcome, but I’m too late
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Love and other pursuits
PoésieThis is a collection of poems that documents my life experiences with love and loss. I hope you enjoy! Please read and comment. Thanks (c) 2014 Abi Jordan All rights reserved