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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