Tuesday, July 5, 2011

 dark static silence slow rev of an
engine and my
Mother so stone white at the
   wheel we are gaining momentum
and speed to move fast
                     -er and past
the burning lights in the dark

night, a
             doe jumps in front of the
crash and misses my
Mother it collides with
me and Im hitting the windshield my
   body is absorbed by the
scattered deer I am
inside the belly of the
            doe I am safe as her body
crashes into the windshield
     I am safe as her poor muscled
body gets tousled to the side
of the road

legs spraying up like glass.

    I am safe in her warm womb.







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        at the window
     (I saw glimpses of my death scene in between buses
               racing down the highway) a
     fawn rests her head on my
     thigh in the reflection.

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