i watched the car come around the curve
and didn't realize what was about to happen,
until it was too late to look away.
the squirrel's limp body on the pavement was evidence that
it had been victim to another large, hungry machine.
but still
i didn't want to see the replay
up close and personal
the tires ravaged the poor carcass
as a wolf would devour a hare after
being caged for a week
with no food or water.
i saw the lifeless eyes bulge from the pressure
and i winced
i knew the little guy couldn't feel anything, not anymore,
not ever again
but i didn't want to see the replay
up close and personal