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October 7, 2009
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The policeman asked me
What happened last night?

I took a breath, and responded.

Glass everywhere.
Dirt in the air.
Dirt in the car.
Dirt on her face.
Glass everywhere.
Blood on her face.
Tree in the car.


Door stuck.

Over her body.
Over the dirt.
Over the blood.
Glass everywhere.
Out of the window.

Which way?

Answer the door.
Please answer.
No answer.
Next house.
They answer.
They help.
They try to save.

Too much explaining.
Not enough remembering.
No more questions.
Please just help.

Time is running out.
It's getting late.
Too late.
Is she gone?

She is gone.

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ErisRose said...
Jul. 31, 2011 at 3:53 pm
This is amazing, I'm so sorry that this is true, but an amazing poem.
lostherto said...
Mar. 1, 2010 at 11:00 am
my mom died in a car crash in 1999 to i know its hard but its a great poem and im sorry to hear about your friend
Mayblue said...
Feb. 27, 2010 at 7:13 pm
I like the abrupt manner of the poem, but I just dont feel all that emotion in it.
peace_luv_&_kayla replied...
Mar. 4, 2010 at 11:06 am
well i get everything she is feeling the words she wrote are just like a picture they fit it is truly one of my favorite poems that i have read since i have been a member here ilove this poem and i like the writing style it is incredible
truelove said...
Feb. 26, 2010 at 6:17 pm
this is really good.
Hanner_:D replied...
Mar. 1, 2010 at 12:01 am
I like the almost fast forwardness of your poem. It's really good.
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