He had come into us, running,
Yelling, in crescendo of pain.
Then all was peremptorily still.
The car stopped, screeching
Only to scrape bloody flesh
Off the muddy bumper; actually
He was chasing steel shadows
Which had no business there.
4 Oct
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Posted by Anonymous on October 4, 2005 at 12:49 pm
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Sonny M.
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