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The Intersection Where We Met [Head On]
by Trent KirkpatrickTo me, you are headlights
A pair of them, much too close
For fifty-five miles an hour
Peeking through the corner of my windshield.
Its too late to stop at that stop sign.
Weve never met
But our front ends soon will
In fractions of seconds that wont slow down
Like they do in the movies.
Breathe this deep, it could be over.
The impact was glorious and sinister
Set to the tune of wrenching metal
And broken glass
Like buckshot, scarring my timeline on March twenty eight
At 7:18 post meridian.
Any anger I had for you, stranger
Was lost in the catastrophe
And in the sight of you screaming and
Stumbling from your half of the wreck.
Id hold you if my arms worked right.
The panic stops only after the flashbacks do
And the flashbacks never stop.
They bend and distort my image
Like the metal orbs on hospital ceilings,
Like the uncertain mirrors in funhouses.
Stop the ride,
I want off.
04/25/2005 Posted on 04/25/2005
Copyright © 2010 Trent Kirkpatrick
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Anne Engelen on 04/25/05 at 04:42 PM Wow, what an event. Glad all of you are okay. The third stanza is my favourite :) |
| Posted by Brett Shane on 04/26/05 at 01:31 AM great discription.. glad you are okay...
this reminds me of two bad accidents i was in as well... excellent write |
| Posted by Thomas K. Hunt on 04/27/05 at 01:46 AM outstanding imagery of what must have been a very powerful impact on not just your physical self but your mental state as well...excellent read |
| Posted by Tricia Marie Miel on 04/27/05 at 01:57 PM i like your perspective on how anger becomes insignificant compared to the whole experience. glad you're all okay. great write. :) |
| Posted by Bradd Howard on 04/28/05 at 03:10 PM Wow Trent what a story! and what amazing images you captured here in your poem. disturbing to read because your pictures were so clear. thank you for the words and keep up the good work. |
| Posted by Melanie J Yarbrough on 06/01/05 at 07:33 PM "Breathe this deep, it could be over " "scarring my timeline" and "I'd hold you if my arms worked right" --lovely |
| Posted by Meghan Helmich on 09/15/08 at 01:16 PM intense, trent. thanks for this! |
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