hazard lights flash through the haze.
a car sits abandoned,
run into the guardrail.
another is overturned in a ditch.
three police officers search a car
while it's owner watches silently.
(he is wearing shorts.
it is snowing.)
YOU ARE READING
a last note from your narrator
Poetrypeople write because no one listens - h.h. a collection of short stories written in various points in my life. mostly bad points. fair warning. title from the book thief by markus zusak i...
