Poem: The Rain

The sun shines

and everyone drives

between the lines

slowly approaching a cloudy horizon

a small drop of water

connects and splatters

on the glistened windshield

of a Toyota Corolla

causing the driver to jerk

the man behind him

takes two drops in view

he swerves like the dough of a pretzel

causing a woman in her fifties

to slow down

as she notices three drops

plop

plop

plop

she freaks

slams on the breaks

narrowly avoiding a fender bender

young mother on her right

knows what’s in store

here it comes

four drops of water

she’s doomed

she decides

opens the sunroof

and slams the eject button

installed solely

for this unconquerable kind of situation.

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