Car Crash on the Leeds toYork A64

by

Stephen Cree

Rubber-neckers in rubber knickers
slow to view the carnage
yet another source of garbage
for them to feed on.
Still life, yes, but blood is a must
and perversely appeals
it's the rubber club lust
for spinning wheels
air-bags and a child-seat
by the roadside.

NEXT?
Why don't you look at Face-To-Face At Her Wake.
by: Azra Daniel Francis
from: Windsor, ON, CA

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