Road Spirit

I came upon a
Road Spirit
Last evening as
I drove on a
Highway
Jacketed by an
Ashen haze.
I caught its
Misty huddle,
Touched only by the
Fuzzy edge of my
Vehicle's vision.
Its construct,
An arrangement of
Dull orange
Crescents
Forming the faint
Outline of what could be
Human. Equally
Apprehensive, we
Passed through
Each other at 80 m.p.h.
And as I inhaled
The vapor of its
Body, I knew
The euphoria
Of death.