Monday, April 8, 2013

memory 4-8-2013

i put my car in reverse,
rolled it back smoothly
across the grass 'cause
the driveway was full of
tires it ain't seen before.
windows murky from the
dew, i stopped before
switching to drive, there
was a man there. staring,
eyes stern, angered,
fixated at the realm he
had left behind.

she idled there, humming
at the silence of
the mourning. his breath
mumbled of late nights
and false love, tough
drinks and hard-work
days, but a tyrant
cannot miss the world
he failed to control.

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