I love challenging other drivers, <br />if they succumb by speeding it <br />becomes a contest deciding <br />who’ll play chicken first - I’m in <br />my element in a battle of wills <br /> <br />Waiting to turn into my street, the <br />oncoming driver deems he will <br />NOT slow down or give way, I turn <br />in a heartbeat with a miss of a <br />hairbreadth’s width <br /> <br />Pedestrians stare me out while <br />crossing the street, I dare each <br />to try his luck, increase speed, fly <br />on adrenaline trusting perfect <br />judgement to swerve in time <br /> <br />Good practice for reality, nerves <br />on edge ready to accelerate, duck <br />and dive - to all pedestrians and <br />drivers I say ‘Thank you for the fun, <br />I enjoy playing chicken with you! ’<br /><br />Margaret Alice<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/2010-05-28-hairbreadth/
