the night black, greyed by
clouds of blowing snow
blotting out all but
our headlights and
red flashing tail lights
of vehicles leading the way
past the white centre line
invisible or ghost like,
we crept cautiously through
this April winter night.
“When you are worried about the weather,
you are worried about everything.”
~ Mantaranjot Mangat, Plotless
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