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To the Man Who Almost Killed Me
Don’t involve me in your suicide! Did you see me coming, On that lonely alpine bend? Nowhere to turn, Cliff wall to the right, River to the left. I hit the brakes, But you kept coming. Just stay in your lane! The A.M. shift would miss me this morning. Instead, they would pry me from my smoking car. Pain breaking across me with every gasp. Thanks! I spent Thanksgiving in the I.C.U. They carefully knitted my bones with titanium. I have a metal souvenir in my knee. The scars have mostly faded now. A plastic surgeon reattached my nose. Still as good looking as ever. You could have carried more car insurance. I spent it well. But I have questions. What were you drinking that night? Why did you try to drive? Why did you choose me? Guess it doesn’t matter now! It was you last drink. The front end of my car was your last vision. It is eerie to be apart of a stranger’s death. Even just as a misfortunate target. Our opposing forces snuffed your life. You did not suffer like I did. I still remember their coded description. D.O.A. (Better known as dead on arrival.) If somehow I could say three words, To your drunken face, It would sound like this, “I forgive you.”
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