I beheld a vision on my way home:
Two opposing souls, born with metal strength
Kept in a metal chassis,
Meet, rush on, oblivious
Of the harm, the hurt, the damage.
Slowly, they clash,
The space within them closing in.
At last, in one single stroke
Of destiny or fate or God-knows-what,
Their lips meeting each other,
Metal crunching metal.
A flash, a bang, and souls combine –
Souls, wills, thoughts, minds, hearts.
Angst and bewilderment take over,
And finally, peace and comfort covers them,
As metal chassis finally meet and unite
In one slow, incomprehensible kiss.
I wake up and look around, as the police
Tends over another damned vehicular accident.
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On My Way HomePoetry
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