What keeps other cars
from swerving into my lane
smashing me head on?
Behind the headlights
hysterical lovers escaping quarrels
kidnap victims fighting for the wheel.
Thoughts of twisting the wheel hard
sailing off the embankment into a river.
Maybe the driver in the car coming at me
is thinking the same thoughts
drifting into the same seductive madness.
Dopers suicides incompetent cell phone gabbers.
Is that car coming my way
going to stay in its lane?
Am I going to stay in mine?