You were reading
as I crept past,
your steering wheel
so still.
You were curious
peering down,
as I passed
below.
Your red lights blinked
erratically,
as I followed
silently.
Your mute mirror
caught my eye,
with an awkward
glance.
Your blue lights
flashed up ahead,
I slowed,
wondered,
is someone
dead?
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