The day before, the day before
The day before, yesterday
I found you staring up at the sun
On the side of the road
Neck stretched, arms and legs splayed
Everything you owned on your back
Shell crushed flat.
Hungry birds had not found you
And flies had not come yet
To lay eggs in your flesh
Was it raining that night;
Were you on your way home
From grocery shopping in someone’s yard
Or out on the town because it’s spring?
Frogs call all night begging for sex
Do turtles make a sound
Or were you the silent type
Barely a grunt until done?
Was this an accident
Or did someone swerve to hit you
Happy to feel alive
Laughing at the thump under their wheels
On their way home from the grocery
Or a night on the town?
5-6-21
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