I saw a road kill today.
I was driving to work
Listening to poetry
on NPR radio
Something about
Many Languages many souls
I wasn't thinking about work
I wasn't thinking about home
I saw a road kill.
I drove around it.
It was a cat.
A very pretty white and grey cat
Someones pet that they loved.
All our inspirations, and
All of our triumphs
come to not
As death takes us.
(I miss you.)
