Thursday, March 22, 2007

Behind the Wheel

Every morning
I drive the highway
and
every morning I
hope for a
peaceful drive.

I hope in vain.

This guy's
riding my bumper.

I hit the breaks and
look into
my
rearview mirror.

He gives me
the finger.

I smile.

Finally, he
manages to get
around me.

There we are,
neck and neck,
cheating death.

He merges on me,
trying to
intimidate
me.

I don't move, but
hit the gas
and
speed up
causing him to
swerve.

He exists the
highway
with his middle
finger in
the air.

I gave him
a
wave and smile.

They've
all got balls
behind the wheel,
but when
they
get out
they turn into
pussies.

by Dylan Elliot


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