Georgia Watson

The driver

The driver:

 

*Click* *Click* *Click*,

Only heard before you turn out of sight.

 

Scenic routes and beautiful views to remember, but you never take it in.

 

You’d never think leaving would have meant really leaving.

 

*Crunch*, *Snap*, *Crack*

 

The iron Jaws of death. What did you do?

 

Red. All you see is red.

 

What did you do?

 

What. Did. You. Do?