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Wednesday, January 19, 2011

Poem About an Incident

I see it all
like a movie.

Slowly
painfully slowly
and yet I am calm.

Looking out from the
backseat, I see everything.

As time slows and stops.

Then red, red
everywhere and
the metallic taste
of blood in my mouth.

My body is numb.

I can not see.
I allow myself to hear.
Screams and shouts
her voice then his.

My name over and over.

Reaching for me. But I can
not reach for them.

We are separated.
By something unable to be seen.

Inside my eyelids
colors dance.
Memories play like movies.
I can feel my heart
thudding
I can hear
them screaming.

just my name.

Then I can not
hear my heart
My ears open wide
listening
for it.

No use it is gone.

I hear my name then
nothing.

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