R.J. Bevans

Antennas Might Glow

Poem by R.J. Bevans

the impression
that people who horror-horror die in
car accidents just might be lucky enough
to bear witness
supernatural event
moments before the fast-grind trauma
actually claims them. If they are particularly perceptive
theyd see the radio antenna on
their car glow red-hot
a few moments before
horror-horror impact.
A burdensome omen.
Roll out man! Rip the skin off
of your back and whip to clunk
your head on the iffy road. Or
stay alive in the mess for a
few more moments more. Deer, ditch, tractor
-trailer- they’ll all end you
antenna glows red.

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Poem Submitted: Monday, October 25, 2004

Poem Edited: Sunday, February 6, 2005