Accident Of Purpose Poem by Eowyn Aurora

Rubber on pavement,
Searching, seeking, grasping
Reaching out
For a hold on a sheet of ice,
screeching, sliding, rushing
That rubber on pavement
Desperate for
salt would not suffice
for it was not enough to
push the universe in motion
Man's labor insufficient to
Change direction
But the stars lit a small
Path to walk upon
A remnence of the occurence
Right about the dawn
She squinted, she hesitated
It was too late
For he did not stop
Slid with no control
Those two bright lights,
Beckon closer
That's it, stop, drop…
And
Reality had interfered
Overcome the obstacles
Laws of friction
Lenient rules
A theory proven too wrong
Too late
But the rubber on pavement
Searching, seeking, grasping
Found the shards of glass
A life past gone and
The rubber on pavement
Reaching for the strength
Found the weakness
And it was finished
The movement of mass
Energy and time
The rubber on pavement
Was rubber on glass to push on
The transfer of laughter
The halt led the continue
In the spiral, the cycle
The eclipse, the ellipse

Of life