The Road (Swallowed David) Poem by John Weber

A scorching ride
In an amber dream
All care for caution escapes the mind
Vicious force guiding
Brutal frailty
No hope to escape
The perils of chance
A swerve and a skid
Unyielding barrier
Impact
Expulsion
Collapse

No further pain
Winged angels swoop
A blink becomes permanent
Spirit abandoning flesh

The road is scattered
With shattered seeds
The fruits of future wasted
Broken bottles, cotter pins and unlucky rodents
Feel the wrath of chrome and rubber
Hope converted to memory