A/N: Written for the Daily Freeverse Challenge, September 3rd with prompts: words: snail, bomb, highway. This one has implied Sirius/Remus. Also written for the 100_poems challenge on livejournal, poem 39/100 and day 19.


Daily Freeverses
7. Racing to Nowhere

Who cared if he was going nowhere?
So long as he ran, so long
as he felt the highway stretch
slipping beneath his wheels

So that no-one could keep up,
who cared? Enough to sit on the back-wheel
with him, sit and hold him lovingly tight
so he wouldn't fall

Into the dark abyss that stretched out
beneath tyre track wheels…

Who'd save him, from the bomb
he was diving straight towards
when all they were was the snail

Who'd live the next day
to curse the speed
to which he had taken
to the highway…

No-one could: even a wolf
had sense after all
but a dog could only chase
the rat.