Crash Cart

Crash cart,

crash cart,

someone get a crash cart.

It turns out we’re not

as smart

as we thought ourselves.

 

Hit the ground,

too hard.

Broken legs won’t get

too far.

It looks like this

is all we are;

just shit and blood

and dust from stars.

 

Don’t ask me.

I don’t know.

Made my mistakes

an hour ago.

Thought I had

tomorrow,

but I didn’t after all.


Crash cart,

crash cart.

Someone get a crash cart.

We got off to such a fast start,

and an even faster ending.

 

 

HG – 2019

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