Having skittered clear
across the wet intersection,
one regretful person
(clutched in terror)
was the reason for
standstill traffic
tonight
Finally, it was my
turn to rubberneck,
when this ominous,
arresting image
caught me instead:
a procession of
autos, snaked miles
into the distance–
a thousand p u f f s s
of exhaust breath
hanging still
in the night
fog up the windows 
I thought that was wonderful! 🙂
Thank you!!
Welcome 🙂
I really like your style – capturing even the smallest moments and elevating them to a place where the reader can see them more clearly. I shall definitely be back for more.
I’m glad you enjoy. 🙂