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Detritus

Did they not warn me
when I was a toddler
to look out
while crossing streets

gulfs-limits-lines

Was my mother
not kind enough to tell me
not to date a woman
who had a love
for booze

brawl-black-bleak

So I thought both of us
were good enough
to live-love
together


until the lady in the car

opened the door
to throw her gift

in a fit of rage

I watched the packet
roll-away
in a parabola

as my woman said
something

in a fit of daze

that sounded like a drain

choked
gurgled

incoherent
disconnected

so unlike her

and the skid marks
on her back
started to ooze

orange

I sat down.
thud.

An empty bottle of
absolut crashed

l-o-u-d

against the tarmac
in the distance
preceding the
s-c-r-e-e-c-h

I thought I smiled
inside.
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