Those RubberneckersA Poem by James K. BlaylockThose Rubberneckers
stuck, right here, behind the wheel,
as the flow of cars goes, slowly by...
police arrive, and fight to save some lives, but
still, I sit staring out
and not much can now, be done, as
shortly my soul shall ascend, rightfully;
with very little doubt
11-2-08
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Added on November 2, 2008 AuthorJames K. BlaylockTyler, TXAboutHi, I'm James K. Blaylock and I'm a poet/writer. I'm 39, and I live in Texas. I was born and raised here. I have been writing now for 13 years and I've been blessed to be published a number of times. .. more..Writing
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