Last night an airbag
Saved my life
On 401
We danced and
Spun round
Slowly
In this passenger seat
Waltz
It held me close and
Planted a kiss
Of urgency
On my forehead and eyelid
(Where small
Purple flowers
Would soon blossom,
A reminder of the
Eternal Footman’s
Gallant bow).
And all the while I thought
In circles, endlessly
Of the harsh words I told you
Before I left.
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