Sunday, January 17, 2016

bring the truck

it's the click click
click
of the dead battery
in the cold morning,
that makes you think
of other things besides
love
and desire.
you try again, hitting
the pedal
for gas, but nothing.
a whir then silence.
you sit there.
the frost is etched
across the window.
a bloom of your
breath opens an oval view
of street
and bare trees,
the lines of black wire.
you wait, as if waiting
is the cure
for all things
mechanical.
you turn the key, still
nothing.
you've done all you can
do but make
the call, to bring a truck
to save you.

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