thumb wars

(original post: november 15, 2007)

palms down,
60 mph in the speeding
rain,
sunset long since gone,
sunk,
behind the car...
it's quiet
but for the trucks
that pass and
the water pelting
the windshield...
and in this chaotic
dark
there's a war
of skin to skin,
fighting
to the death,
fighting for relent,
giving hope
for the next day's debt.

k.