Sunday, August 9, 2009

Car Wreck

I couldn't comprehend -
shards of thoughts -
jerking motion -
crunching crumble -
chunks of plastic -
pain.
This isn't happening.

Trapped -
doors won't open -
crawling out the window -
can't think straight -
frantic phone calls -
911.
This can't be right.

Red and blue lights -
tears and shaking -
horror -
lost little girl [oh wait, I'm a grown up?] -
men with badges and clipboards -
sweltering, dripping heat.
This isn't real.

Deafening noise -
please just hold me -
goggling passersby -
adrenaline and fear -
pretending to be fine -
hugging strangers.
This can't be me.

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