April 11, 2009


I remember clearly
sitting in the backseat
watching the road swerve
from side to side
as you steered
and my mother twitched,

I remember clearly
watching the road lines
move swiftly in circles
from left to right,
as you braked
and my brother flew

I remember clearly
dreaming the story
how we nearly
were smashed up,
as you drove
and my terror
despised you.

I remember clearly
sitting now in the frontseat
as my child in the backseat
sits frozen in fear
as her father,
drunk further,
just drives.

(c) Charlene Rajendran 1999

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