Article voiceover
This morning’s version of the sunrise Is a jackknifed semi in the fog. Time slows down, the driver eyes This morning’s version of the sunrise, Invisible ice, a sheet of lies, An entry scribbled in the log: “This morning’s version of the sunrise Is a jackknifed semi in the fog.”
Excellent layering of imagery to give the poem a three dimensional feel.
Whoa! Safe travels my friend.