TK (April 30,1967 / Fairfax, VA)

A Bicycle In The Driveway

The pain you felt
For my embrace,
Was no match
For what you were to face.

Could I have stopped it?
Could I have saved her life?
Was my emotional kool-aid,
Too much for you to take?

You breathe in death,
So that she could live;
Yet it wasn't enough,
Not enough to make a difference...

My heart is heavy,
My feet are like lead,
My eyes flutter,
Foretelling dreams of the dead.


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