Dyke Bridge

I had to go there, to see it for myself, to go there
to test the theory of an accident, a mistake
minutes, hours that changed history
while our eyes were another Sea
miles and miles away
from the slip of land,
width of a bridge
dark channel
sunken car
death

Yes,
It is a place
not easy to reach
a turn against the course
of the road, the fall-line of the hill
A mistake to hard to fathom, to believe
haunting the hopes of a family, a dynasty
the fallen son, the martyred one, and the broken one

July 23, 2006 14:13

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