Grave destiny lurches into view
I speed away
staring at its reflection
in the rear view mirror.
Not for me, I’m free of that cage!
Ghostly apparition blocking my path
I swerve to miss,
laughing that I’ve gotten away
once again.
Damn, didn’t see that tree.
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