A slick tree-lined rural road--the
Moisture burns off, fueling the fog;
The mist veils the landscape.
The sun, obscure as an early
Evening moon, dissipates the vapor,
Revealing the distant haze ahead.
A pseudo-sentient algorithm
Delineates navigation, but fails to detect
A furry mammal foraging at the
Edge of the woods.
A sense of pending danger, smelling the
Gaseous exhaust from an automotive
Tailwind, spares a fatal collision.
Instead, at the final destination,
About a mile further down, there was a
Beastly encounter--at the diner.