The River Will Flow On
A slow news day.
Some famous people died
of natural causes,
others survived
to about stuff no one cared about.
I turned off the car radio
and parked in a small layby
at the side of the river.
There was a guy in a large truck
sleeping in his cab.
On the other side of my corvette
a couple of teenagers 'making out.'
I wondered that if I died here
in my car watching the grey river
rolling slowly by
would anyone here notice?
Probably the cops would not show up
until tomorrow,
by then it would smell a lot like
a slow news day.
Copyright © Eric Ashford | Year Posted 2022
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