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My stomach
churned and dropped out
while I was driving
today.
Three bicyclists
were in competition
for the road
with me and everyone
else driving.
They pedaled
with all their might,
but forgot
about the drivers
in their vehicles,
which were massive compared to their bodies and bike,
traveling the same road.
I gave them ample space,
and, yet,
they still cut me off
when they decided to get off
Route 222 to some road.
They never
bothered to check traffic.
I was pressing
my brakes to give them
room and time to cross.
Yet, I still ended up
slamming my brakes
with a halting screech
when the three bicyclists
took their time
and didn't move to the middle or other side
of the road
with the space and time
I had given them.
When I slammed
those brakes of mine
and they worked,
I thanked God for brakes.