Today I ran over a snail

Shell cracked guts exploding

To cover my windshield

The wipers smeared

The greasy mess

Foreboding excess

Clacking back and forth

Clouding my vision

As I drove through

The worst fog in twenty years

Testing intestinal fortitude

Internal combustion

As we crawled in conjunction

With the other snails

Rattling over the bridge

In the rat race

Just to get through...

To the other side.