Twisting and turning

Flip flop

Stomach-churning

This giant hunk of metal is creaking

Climbing higher

Mile by mile

Time is on a treadmill

Minutes flee

Rumble boom

A watery stampede pounds down the hood

Trees and sharp lines melt together

Riding into a watercolor masterpiece

Transported through angry clouds

Floating through a dream

Whoosh

Tap tap

A boisterous symphony surges

Swish whoosh

Swish whoosh

Wipers keeping time

On this night that time has forgotten






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