Writing While Driving

[Andrea]

A/N: I did actually write this while driving... ahem... it was a traffic jam, what was I supposed to do? Anywho, not as dangerous as it sounds.

Writing While Driving

I slip into traffic with ease
Despite the rollover in the
Westbound lane.

The man next to me
In the maroon Honda Accord
Sits with his arm around
The passenger seat,
Talking to a girlfriend who
Isn’t there.

I drift precariously down
the lane;
the Bailey-Maxwell exit
Is a ½ mile away.

Left foot on the clutch,
Bic pencil clenched in my mouth,
Mead Composition notebook
Held in my cramping left hand
That also steers my yellow Volkswagen

Right foot on the break
Right hand shifting gears;
1^st, 2^nd, 3^rd, 4^th…
And my Bic pencil is in my hand,
Scribbling on the page;
5^th...

My hand keeps writing,
The car keeps weaving,
‘cause the mood has
Descended
And I’ve got to write;
For it might never
come again.

[StoriesThatNeverWere]

WOW! :0

That was great. Oh, I can so picture this as a song. The comparison of writing to driving was surprising, and very creative. Great job.

Favorite line:

Sits with his arm around
The passenger seat,
Talking to a girlfriend who
Isn’t there. (Eerie!)

~Song <3