Stuck
Flat tire in the rain without a spare
on the downside of the hill, rush hour,
no one gives a flip
new shoes
Fatal car accident on the way to be baptised
A look inside comes up empty
Cell phone inside locked car
middle of the desert
stuck in the sand
3:00 a.m. 99°
without water
barefoot
cactus
snakes
~~~
Without you.
Copyright © Jill Martin | Year Posted 2006
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