Monday, December 07, 2009

Decapitation

Blood pools around me,
stretching to the ends of the road.
Lying on my side,
I feel weightless.

I hear horns honking,
feel the wetness on my cheek,
as slowly my eyes close
and I see dark.

A few brief seconds
are all I have left.
Regrets devour me,
as I think ... if only ...