Get your kicks on route sixty six

Two car lights in front of me. I wonder who the female driver is that puts her hands in the air.

I thought we drive left in this country. The two young hitchhikers in my hunderttausend pound car start to yel: You stupid cunt! Get out the way! The white power doesn’t helps me now. I am thinking of grabbing my nikon camera and freeze the second before the impact of the collusion of the cars. One last wish: I never loved anybody in my life. I just hated my fellow companions. A philosophic thought for the last nanosecond of life: get your kicks on route sixty six. 

Uko Verhulst  21-6-2020