And so- the phone rang.
The ringtone was something by Huey Lewis & The News,
for the irony.
(Because the only good that comes Huey Lewis and the News is the irony).
despite the new laws and PSAs she answered while driving-
an adept multi-tasker, she wasn't concerned
with crashing, and there was no cop in sight.
Plus, to be fair, what killed her wasn't operating a secondary device
while driving, it was the news,
which caused her mind to blank
in the wrong moment, just when she needed to react.
But her heart is still beating.
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Showing posts with label death. Show all posts
8.20.2010
8.04.2010
first– then– at last
brash and bold!
doorbell wrung–
swallow your tongue!
punches pulled?
hope on hold?
then you're old!
no time left,
hope bereft?
plant a poppy.
Poetry should be heard.
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