WreckedWrecked in Free Verse More Like This
I am winning.
There is a sound like crushing metal.
And suddenly all I see is the track coming at me
My car is rolling on its side
This is it, I think
My mind flies to my father whose death was caused by this very track
Will I meet the same fate?
Can't think on that
A comforting presence fills the car
Relaxing me, telling me
I'll be okay.
The car hits the grass one last time
Landing on all four tires
Skids to a slow halt
Broke, bent, busted
Spitting blue clouds of smoke and steam
Into the Daytona sky.
What did I tell you
The voice says
You're fine now.
I blink, clearing my vision
And I suddenly know
My father was there, protecting.