A
Hit and Run Affair !
'Twas
a spattering,
Maybe
rueful thoughts,
Calmness
lost beneath a fury,
Of
when and where we gave.
Tirades
of vehemence came,
Windows
lashed and tearful.
Blustery
on my new horizon,
Storms
of the heart pale,
When
seasonal aberrations fell,
To
wet the skin of dust.
Precipitate
nothing of fear,
When
all I hear is loss,
Accosted
by vehicular motions,
Forced
me under involuntary shade.
Crystal
streams flowed out,
From
me, from she,
From
pavements slick with blood.
And
all I remember
Is
the sound of my
Own
vomiting pain.
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