Some of the poems in this collection are humorous and some are serious, but each is an expression of “me” at a particular point. They reflect varied times, places, circumstances, and people—and states ranging from depression to joy. Each occupies its own niche in my life, but some of them express thoughts, opinions or feelings which are no longer relevant… except that they show me how I've changed.
Oh, in case you're wondering… there are no more. I never wrote anything else in this style; I guess these really were accidental.
My passenger received concussion and facial cuts as well as a whiplash injury when her head hit and shattered the windscreen. The buckle on her seat belt gave way in the impact. I had a fractured wrist caused by the steering wheel moving in and up, and a fractured leg caused by the front wheel moving back into the interior of the car. At the time wearing seat belts wasn't compulsory, and not many cars even had them fitted. I'm convinced the belts saved us from more serious injury or death, and I'm thankful that we were wearing them.