Haunted October (2019)

It stood there

After climbing the broken glass

Clothes torn from the wreckage

Staring into the headlights

Before collapsing to the ground

***

There was no grappling

There was no struggle –

No grasping

No, that came, always, from the living

Those waving their arms into the night- stopping traffic- attempting to stop time

As the blood filled the cracks in the interstate

***

It wasn’t like the movies

Or the songs

It just, was.

You just are. Until you’re not.

Like picking fruit

Someone steals you away…

One moment

The star burning

The next

The space

Empty between them

With no time to prepare

***

Only the living are burdened with it

Only the living cries out into the night

Only living things grow numb from the pain

Only the living

Only the living

Only the loving

I guess I am still living…

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