drive by the accident on the other side
of the road
in a slow crawl,
looking as everyone
does
at a disaster,
my first thought
is i'm glad
it's not me or you,
injured, or crushed in the debris
of trucks and cars
piled onto
one another like kid toys.
the blue lights
are everywhere
on this sunlit Sunday
morning.
it's early
in the crash but traffic
is backed for miles and miles,
as far as the eye
can see.
in the blink of an eye
we're all so close
to death and mourning.
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