It’s a dime a dozen
or remember the time my watch
stopped
you were getting married or divorced
can’t recall which right now
doesn’t matter really, does it.
It wasn’t 7 o’clock anymore
but the colors made me hold my breath
anyway
you said i looked like a wreck.
like an accident
on the highway -
my guts gleaming
on the pavement and
the sparkle of death in my eye.