Thursday, October 13, 2011

Accidental (San Leandro, 1974)

It trickles down to sensation 
blood running across my hand
tiny ring finger slammed in the door
of a Datsun B-210
Six in the bloody morning
screaming bloody murder
Unable to say anything 
the wet pepper pain
making my young legs dance
electric kneecaps 
and armpits blasting
Cousin Rick
he didn't know it
just fucking around
like careless young
teens do
Getting ready for a family caravan
almost all in the rented van
but my 5-year-old hand
Screaming, tears streaming,
hoping someone would come 
help me
just help me

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