Form: Spanish Sestet
The shards of glass that stopped the fall
Are splintered out upon the ground
Except one in my heartbeat's sound
I'd heard the engine fade and stall
As spinning wheels then pulled away
And left me to my dying day.
A pool of scarlet slowly grows
Below my lifeless body here
No more shall my heart know of fear
For my soul danced into shadows
And left behind the taste of pain
Until it walks this way again.
I felt the road that burned my skin I felt the burn of gravel rash She had not seen me in her dash My eyes gazed up to wonder in Just what had she found not to like In words: Look left, look right, THINK BIKE!