Everyday Horror: Roadkill Blues

Everything is fine and dandy until you see something dead on the side of the road.

Some kind of four-legged mammal…torn open…ruby tissue…chunks of mangled biology. A feast for the crows and worms. Roadkill is something many of us see everyday. This typical mammalian sun blasted gore may even blend into the environment. Oh…there’s a daisy patch over there…a piss stained fire hydrant near the mailbox…oh! And a pregnant deer that was eviscerated by something very heavy and traveling at high-speed.

I’ll let you guess what did the killing.

Mashed squirrel and other squashed rodents decorate paved roads. Sure, sure—there are other victims: armadillo, frogs, skunks, raccoons, possums, if it lives and breathes, then chances are, it was killed by something very heavy traveling at high speed.

But…

That’s the price one pays for trying to cross the road, right?

 

Why did the chicken cross the road? It didn’t!

The chicken

got

hit

by

a

fucking car.

 

Dead Chicken By Poet Rummager

The chicken should have looked both ways, right?

The chicken should have picked a different time to cross the road, right?

What are we supposed to do? Slam on the brakes while trying to find an acceptable tune on the radio? Ha!

Sometimes a life is cut short by another life traveling much faster. Think about it. You hop in your little car. You blast the tunes. You roll down the window. You start to sing…

THUD!

Wait. Did you just hit something? The car tire rolled over something. You can remember seeing something small…something furry…nahhhh. No way! You’re always diligent. There’s no way it was a chipmunk. They’re too tiny and wouldn’t work as a significantly noticeable biological speed-bump…right?

By the time you care about the thing smeared upon the pavement, it already passed you by—just another reflection within the car’s rear-view mirror.

 

 We become desensitized to the little horrors around us.

 

The next time you’re in control of something very heavy traveling at high-speed: pay special attention to the lost lives spattered on the side of the road. And then turn up the tunes while accelerating into the future. You’re destined for great things, kid.

Just look both ways before crossing the road.

Article Written By –FlyTrapMan–

 

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