Whither Thou Goest

Darwinian Driving

The Corvette whipped across five lanes of traffic
to enter the exit lane, and I saw DEAD
stamped on my forehead
for one eternal moment.

I dreamt of chasing him
down narrow streets until he caromed
off a guardrail, down a cliff
and burst into flame.

But that would be wrong.

In no way was my decision influenced
by the fact I drive a Yugo.

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