A burial at sea
By way of being airborne
In a plastic cup
And crashing hard on city streets
Faltering to gravel
To dirt
And the screeching halt of tires
Still nothing could save you
Not pointless circles
Not moving in reverse
Not saltwater tears
A cruel joke life plays on you
The moment you think
It will all be ok
You gave your life
To save another
And you'll always be special to me
Showing posts with label NaPoWriMo poetry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label NaPoWriMo poetry. Show all posts
Monday, April 1, 2013
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