Labored wipers edge the smooth curved

surface with vengeance

as the final reach snaps a forceful wet slapping,

shoving aside the enemy of night……water.

Headlights course heavily through the drops

as the beams stretch toward the next curve

like a child reaching for candy.


Creatures of night absorb the car, hovering over

as if waiting for the moment

to ingest at will the metal invader.

Bold black tires violently brush aside puddles,

forming turbulent waves that become an oily spray;

The puddle refills, waiting for the next challenge.





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