Car Accident Countdown
Nine,
count them nine
It’s
hard to believe
I
couldn’t retrieve reports for all of them
But
he asked and I kept thinking there was more
I
hit a parked car
That
is where I learned “classic” means
Expensive
to repair
The
dirt road roll-over
I
wasn’t sure what happened
A
big rock and going too fast
Was
part of the story?
The
lady that left a perfect impression of her front end
In
my side passenger door
I
remember that shock well
And
another lady that clipped my bumper
As
I finished that left hand turn
And
she spun me round into on-coming traffic
Or
the polite teen that rear ended me
But
boy, was I mad because it was
Their
entire fault
But,
I’ve had faults too
The
rain pelting down
More
than once
I
misjudged that turn
As
the watery ghost of a car
Near
me seemed farther away
And
the time the air bag hit
With
such force
I
don’t remember if I walked away
Or
the ambulance came?
Later
my dear one
Went
to clean out the van
What
was left in it?
And
he came home to hug me so close,
I
could barely breathe
As
he sobbed in my arms
To
see how close death could have been
Those
angels that pushed it inches
The
other direction are on double duty
In
times like that
My
boy asked and I answered
They
all seem incredibly long ago
But
now that I’m remembering
I
think there was a tenth
That
is a nice round number
And
a good place to stop
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