Caricamento in corso...

Road Rage

The tension starts when I can’t find my keys.
And I have places to go and people to see.
I checked all my pockets and I checked every drawer.
My teeth and my fists clenched even more.
Now I’m more pissed off because I know were they are.
There on a hook where I left them, marked “keys to the car”
I get in my car and I turn on the tunes.
I try to calm down and relax to some blues.
I turn on to the highway like nothing is wrong
and this Shmuck cuts me off while I’m singing a song.
I gave him the finger and I screamed and I yelled.
I wished plague on his family and I cursed him to hell.
So I stepped on the pedal and I pulled up aside.
I head right toward him like I’m gonna collide
He lifts up his hand and shows a crowbar,
then he rolled down his window and spit on my car.
So I yanked my wheel toward him on an angry whim
and I crushed his car door right into him.
Then I reversed my steering and I screamed, “YOU FUCK!!”
And I realized our side view mirrors were stuck.
In a panic I jerked my wheel the other way
and his door ripped off but it’s me who would pay.
I’m now up on two wheels headed right for the rail.
And at that moment I felt my whole body go pale.
I smashed through the barrier and flipped end over end.
I heard my spine crack as it started to bend.
My head snapped forward with a blinding force
and split like a melon on the pleather dashboard.
Centrifugal force made everything red,
when the blood splattered through the gaping hole in my head.
Disoriented and twisted my world spun around
Then crashed down on the roof and I was upside down.
I was pinned to the headrest, from my gut came a yell
When razor sharp metal went right through my skull.
Only then did I realize this wasn’t a fake
because it just got worse, I’m now in a lake.
As my car sank to the depths and the pressure did build.
The glass shattered in and the water it filled.
My struggles were useless because of my back.
My arms and my hands went dead when it cracked.
The throbbing pain in my body, on top of the fear,
The thoughts of my death and how the end was near.
I took my last breath and said my last prayer
The blackness filled in then I had no air.
I held in my lungs and I dug in my heels
I began to see stars because the pain was unreal.
A minute went by but it felt like ten
Inside my wet grave, the darkness closed in.
With an uncontrollable urge I had to breathe out
The muffled screams of my life blew from my mouth.
My eyes slammed open and I clutched my chair.
I breathed in deep and my lungs filled with…AIR???
Reality struck me, I know where I am.
I’m in my car sitting upright, “FUCKIN’-A-GODAMN!!”
I’m sweating profusely because it was all just a dream.
I guess that’s what I get for being so mean.
I remember I parked because of the heavy rain,
and I must have dozed off in the emergency lane.
JESUS CHRIST, that felt real. I can’t believe I’m alive.
I should check all that anger before I drive.
I thought, “Oh, thank you, God,” as I wiped off the sweat.
I’ll be more aware and I will never forget.
So I started my car and steered out of the trough,
I stepped on the gas and I cut someone off.

(2000)

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