Aletheia



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Wreck

My weakness crumples me
A piece of rice paper
A worn too thin tire,
Chunks into the air.
Adrenaline
Shock
A Metro hit by a Hummer
A Golf on… a mountain road.
A sweat stained worn shirt
In a hamper,
On the bottom,
With skid marked underwear.
Laughing my head off
I have no where to go.
I can't cry, I have only so many tears for my life,
Waste not, Want not.
Be not.
I am not.