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What was the weather forecast,
what did they say? Black ice?
Words that harken back, bring me
to a moment of sadness, of loss
Seeing you, the car, the chaos
Black ice, no control, nowhere to go
between the shoulders, the lines,
unknown when or where
the ice had taken over
where the surface was no more
and the ice was in control
Hidden danger, black ice

December 12, 2007

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