Poem -
THE DAY I WRECKED MY CAR
love
is real:
Son and I
talking about
knuckleball pitchers
driving.....
screeching tires
suspended animation
bags pop
parachute body protection
all things
slow motion
metal on metal
glass shards
smells of doom
I was sure
I would die
I didnβt care
how is he
you better
muster some strength
get him out
safe....done!!!
caringΒ
not about yourself
but someone else
this is love
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GREAT imagery Mark!!!!!........this is SO compelling!!.........like seeing a film in slow motion........the way you formatted this is brilliant!!.........it reads like a dream brother!!.........and I agree.........after that experience.........you KNOW it's Love!!..........wow!........excellent stuff bro!!.........all stars......fav........Love and Rockets!!!..........T xo
THE ZOO OF HUNKS OF METAL FLYING DOWN THE ROAD Β ....This is one the time you think wow what a ZOO...Or I wish I was in NYC again were I can take subway
that sickening metal on metal sound of crashΒ ...And was like i dont care if Im died or my legs are gone get your son out.Thanks Tony
yeah you said it all Mark, the words read like a living entity....brillant
Chris-Thank you
It really is like seeing snap shots! I loved it, well done!!!xo
MY WHOLE VIEWPOINT OF LIFE CHANGED THAT NIGHT...Thanks for liking it