I Think I’m Being Followed
I think I’m being followed,
As I drive alone.
A big bright something,
Since I left my home.
Just over my shoulder,
Cutting through the lines.
Live wires cannot,
Blast it from the sky.
I’ll duck behind the trees,
Stay calm behind the wheel.
What does it want to take?
What does it want to steal?
I’m coming to a clearing,
No longer can I hide.
Go away you blinding blob!
Leave me, as I drive.
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Author:
PoetVids (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: September 24th, 2022 09:45
- Comment from author about the poem: Took this video as I was driving the other, very foggy morning.
- Category: Nature
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Comments1
Definitely followed here - no need to think about it!
Ha Ha. Thanks!
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