Lost Head Going Home Poem by Terence George Craddock (Spectral Images and Images Of Light)

drunk young insane youth reckless
rode rolling roaring rocking horse
death throbbed snobbed recklessly
between limbo lost leaden limb legs

death choked feelinglessly firmly
within tight leather gloved throttled hand

never riding wild enough
never riding fast enough
until suddenly had to stop
in fatal death dying seconds

until timeless terror filled seconds
last timeless terror filled seconds

telephone pole planted roadside
blocked pathway
concrete beam bisecting runaway
blocked roadway

around tight murderous corner cannot stray
around overshot sped corner couldn’t swerve

while the pole moved
into line of sight
while the pole moved
into dead reckoning

while the pole instantly moved
half an out of line bloody inch

while the pole immobile moved
half a bloody inch
telephone pole deeply embedded
moved a whole half-inch

then slid directly dead
into dead line of sight

upon the body no mark
upon the shoulders no head

upon body no mark
not a scratch nor mark

upon shoulders no head
nothing from pulp neck up

stiff rod like corpse
found stone cold dead

buried in local communal cemetery
buried in coffin without head

drunk young insane one
could have had a son
could have had some fun
if he’d kept his head

one night excess drinking he’s dead
should have stayed slept gone to bed


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