Green Pickup
You took me to visit,
Ruined in a field,
Green pickup,
Drivers fate was sealed,
Green pickup, I would ride in back,
Into the mountains
Where I heard him slap,
Taken Out of my bed,
And into a ditch,
We won’t see morning, my mother said
Too scared to move,
Waiting for our savior,
His love he’d prove,
Outside my window,
Maybe five years old,
Sounds of vomit,
Truth be told
Heavy breathing from the other room,
Threats of razor blades,
Then silence and doom,
Decades later I remember you,
Green pickup,
And driver too
JEV
Copyright © Jim Vandevelde | Year Posted 2021
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