Onto Main
Street I pulled, just ahead
of the green Toyota
barreling my way.
Apologetically, I lengthened the
distance between us.
He speeded up to shorten it,
grill glinting in my mirror.
Illustrating my poor road manners
through his own aggression.
Closer and closer
mile by mile he followed
his face only a dark shape.
My courtesy and unease growing with
each block,
I slowed for pedestrians
anticipated turns
stopped at the yellow.
A veritable model in road etiquette.
The driver behind now over a car
length away.
Validated, I smiled into the rear
view mirror.
It offered only a red Chevy.
Been there. An uneasy feeling.
ReplyDeleteRemarkable how often something like this happens.
DeleteOh I've done this, but could never put it on paper like you have. What a relief to see the one you pulled out in front of, no longer back there.
ReplyDeleteDriving has become a hair raising event.
ReplyDeletePhew! I thought he was going to ram you for getting in his way.
ReplyDeleteSo did I!
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