Water sluices off semis,
great sheets of it
slamming down on my windshield,
blinding me. The other drivers
are all idiots, maybe even as stupid
as you. They’re all in the wrong lanes.
Like you. My blood begins to boil
and I take the next exit,
down Riverside Drive. It’s like
driving through a waterfall.
Nothing angers me
like being invisible.
About the Creator
Harper Lewis
I'm a weirdo nerd who’s extremely subversive. I like rocks, incense, and all kinds of witchy stuff. Intrusive rhyme bothers me.
I’m known as Dena Brown to the revenuers and pollsters.
MA English literature, College of Charleston
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