An Accident

An Accident

A Poem by SMcIlhon

 

Sweat drips down

his battered forehead

and blood fills the sky.

With the engine still turning,

now burning,

it must be time to run.

His bare feet trample

broken CDs, while dreams

of safety secure

the mind.

Sounds of sirens,

of horror, become

his new life soundtrack

as he falls back

to the ground.

© 2010 SMcIlhon


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Added on May 13, 2010
Last Updated on May 13, 2010

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SMcIlhon
SMcIlhon

Austin, TX



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