MANIFOLD MATTERS

How can someone so small
Maneuver a beast so big
Intimidated by task ahead
She sits behind the wheel
...and drives

Every moment on the road
Sounds and creaks emerge
Obstacles surround, on every side
She must quickly diverge
...the path

When darkness comes
She shivers and quakes with fear
Heightened senses prickle and poke
Something, unknown, sinister, is near
...to see

Hidden, hidden, every freaking thing is hidden
Why can't life be out front
Dealing with reeling, unfolding the molding
Matter is in the manifold shunt
...pushing power

To bend TRUTH

Written by Trudy Schrader on 11-29-2023
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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November 29, 2023 at 5:57 AM
That is some ride you take the reader on... I could feel the sense of helplessness in your poem.. Expressed so well..
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November 29, 2023 at 7:48 AM
My entire life, I have been afraid of cars. I even had a year of cars, where I traded my car in 4 x's due to fear of breakdown. No more. I have issues w/current car, but it still drives, so...onward we go :)
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