A car rideOn a normal summer afternoon,I watch idly in the car— the passingOf the people, trees, and buildingsEach one of them with their own story to tellAnd I, simply an observer of it all,Watch from the distance of my dirty car windowReplaying the …  | By The Rising Phoenix Review on July 20, 2024 | A car ride On a normal summer afternoon,
I watch idly in the car— the passing
Of the people, trees, and buildings
Each one of them with their own story to tell
And I, simply an observer of it all,
Watch from the distance of my dirty car window
Replaying the scenes in my head from the day that has happened But then, I spot a curious mix of people
Their postures strained, eyes like rabid dogs
All facing each other with raw tension and
Anger and indignation
Their fists raise and an image of the one facing me hollers A gruesome battle goes forth a bloody eye, a bleeding nose, busted kneecaps and men of woe
My hands are on the window now,
My teeth— clenched and my eyes pouring like a waterfall
Too late, for the damage has now been done
The humanity of a car ride before fall By Elysa Tan Biography: Elysa Tan(she/her) loves cats and poetry though she is still a newbie at writing. Her MBTI is INFP, and her favorite food is carbonara. She is currently rewatching BoJack Horseman for the 4th time as it is her comfort show. She is off to go to college next year(hopefully). | | | |
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