Rubbernecking

"The world became still
as I rolled past
the accident and the
music suspended to a
painful silence."

I blocked
an ambulance
from turning
left,
no sirens --
only lights

The world became still
as I rolled past
the accident and the
music suspended to a
painful silence.

This scene
reminds me
of us;

I'm drawn to you
like a car wreck
and vice-versa.  This
is easier.

We rubberneck
at each
other throughout
life. 

I keep a collection
of twisted pieces from
the wrecks,

shiny metal
on the
mantle, on
the wall,
and carried
as shrapnel.
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The Collected Chaff, v. 1.0