Wednesday, June 22, 2011

small wonders

engine heat and a dizzy head
first thing in the morning
radio fuzz
shaking off
the dust of night
in my eyes
from a distance it looked
like a dog lying 
in the street
but as my tires
spun and the world spun
and my head
upon closer inspection 
it was a dead
the kind of road-kill
one can enjoy
and only wonder
who's shirt?  why?
the kind that
will sort of
make my day
a brown shirt
dead center in the street
not a dog
thank god !
not you
if it hurt
i didn't feel it
a shirt
maybe his
maybe hers
under my wheel
then forgotten
bright day

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