You must have hit something pretty hard
And deep.
He eyed the swelling, felt the heat of it.
The other too, you can see the damage.
Later, he'd invited me to feel the scar.
An open wound that tore through what seemed indestructible.
Can you feel it? You were right to be worried.
You must have hit something pretty hard.
And deep.
Later , as I felt the rumble of barely covered pot holes,
where the road climbs out of Rosscarbery through Knocknageehy,
I felt the shock
that left pieces on the road.
Wednesday, 30 June 2010
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