Sunday, April 3, 2011

i will die

for James Griffith

In the snow
In the crosswalk
Jefferson Davis Highway, and Backlick Road
At Accotink village, by the Eleanor Kennedy shelter

The flailing rush hour
Thousands cursing, six lane parking lot
Spinning uphill, sliding downhill
Gunning through intersection

The metal cracks
Crumpled fender, windshield starburst
Hair and bone rent
Life oozing in the gravel

The light changes
Another sacrifice to the god, Hermes

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