July 1st, 20--
Rancid in the road
I’m a feral creature lost
beneath a truck’s bear eyes
revving me down
into submission
naked as I come into highway
my feet set down
startled in my bones
the rain feels like rain
in my troubled bloodsuit
there is enough loss to leave
the world feet first
while my amputations
track dust on the road
my breath settles
into franticness
& from the steel bear
my wife in a faded tank
& me in a holey polo
she & I hold hands
over my struck body
sirens rush down
to slam me on my hood
guns aimed
at both my bodies
my wife prostrate
over the road kill