I see you clearly as now
Your jacket frayed at the elbow
As you drove with one arm hanging loose
Swerving too late to miss the elk
That wandered on the road.
You found it funny, the tremor
That rocked the car, just a moose,
You laughed, not even slowing
While I looked into your beet-red eyes
Drunk and vile. And just knew.
That I had to get away.
That we were through.
Yes, please that she gets away. Even hitting a deer can wreck a car. I can imagine an elk would destroy it, if hit dead on.
I enjoyed seeing how you used the words so differently than I did. Actually making a coherent poem!
Thank you, have never hit an elk or any other animal. but I know someone who hit a cow and both the car and the cow survived with barely a scratch!!!! 🙂