Flirting with Disaster

The wheel flirts the asphalt edge
Skirting disaster
Rimming a breath towards
A fatal error
Cork screwing dirt devils
Feathering deaths door
As a faint knock
Speeding against time
Steering your rolling steed of steel
Down crooked neck path
Dousing luck and plan with
Lethal doses of pained barbs
So loaded in torture
You didn't see the tornado
Rise up
Sucking you in its force
Like Dorothy
You
.
.
. Plummet
As a gash
In the middle of a green desert

Before realizing
You were wreckage
With nothing left but
Crows plucking out your vision