I am the deer
In the headlights.
Caught between two beams.
Trapped in the inevitable,
Buckling under my own
Thoughts.
Glaring, head on, into
Man's eyes, daring...
It means nothing.
I can taste the collision.
Every flavour lingers
On my lips.
My ears hear the screech;
Metal on metal, metal on bone.
I feel the blow...
My eyes are shut,
And I'm all
Alone...
