Collision

A reminder of the damage we so easily do to our 'corner' of the Cosmos

Collision

In haste for no good reason

except the thrill of speed,

I tore along a fenland drove

far faster than I need.

Then an incandescent bundle

came hurtling towards my car,

causing a minute tremble

between rubber and the tar,

preceded by a tiny crack

as metal struck its head:

there, in the rear view mirror
lay a goldfinch - dead