Beauty glides through the chatter
Into a readied veiw.
Eyes,
Smile,
A finger undulating wave.
Disqust,
Cowardess,
He turns tail and runs, motionless.
Days,
Weeks,
A month or two,
All filled with her invisible presence.
Culmination leads to anxtiety...
Always.
There they sit.
A smirk,
Pupils chase away pupils.
Awkward,
Misplaced,
He drowns in the silence or wishes he could.
An ill-concieved question
sneaks past a voice caked with dust.
A syllable into the passenger window
Gives way to an awestruck gaze.
Then, all comes to a shattering halt.
A hole ripped in the "safety glass",
A dangling seatbelt.
His bloody hands fumble for a latch.
His body spills from his bucket onto the asphalt.
Desperately peering through crimson
He sees his world, lying in shambles.
He knows.
What is left of him falls to the hot pavement,
And a heart beats in the chest of a dead man. |