Death and Life On The Bus

If this bus was to crash today, right now,
The driver breaking the speed limit
To overtake a cattle truck,
And if all of us within,
We the passengers,
Were tossed and thrown like broken glass
Between the seats and bags
And through the windows into fields,
The radio vainly wailing
Last year's biggest hits and static,
The clouds above too perfectly passionless
To feign pathetic fallacy,

Then all else in my life
Would lose its grip
Of overwhelming and
Exaggerated significance,
And the drama and battles
And quizzes and college
Be forgot,
And I would only cling to life.


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