She borrowed the tiger’s eye necklace,
glinting
golden-amber-brown,
for a wedding.
A wedding
they never made it to.
The tire blew out on the way,
and no-one knew how to fix it so
they stayed in the car.
Heat made the air
ripple and roil;
a still pond disturbed
by the sun’s burning fingers.
Rolling down windows,
opening doors;
none of it helped.
The sun baked the moisture from the air like
bread in an oven,
****** the sweat from their bodies like
juice from an orange,
leaving behind the shriveled skins
to petrify in its heat.
Modern-day mummies;
wedding finery for linen wrappings,
their car a crowded sarcophagus.
The amulet on her neck,
the borrowed tiger’s eye
blinking fiercely
golden-amber-brown
under the brighter, fiercer eye
of the sun.
Jul 7, 2012
Jul 7, 2012 at 11:26 PM UTC
She borrowed the tiger’s eye necklace,
glinting
golden-amber-brown,
for a wedding.
A wedding
they never made it to.
The tire blew out on the way,
and no-one knew how to fix it so
they stayed in the car.
Heat made the air
ripple and roil;
a still pond disturbed
by the sun’s burning fingers.
Rolling down windows,
opening doors;
none of it helped.
The sun baked the moisture from the air like
bread in an oven,
****** the sweat from their bodies like
juice from an orange,
leaving behind the shriveled skins
to petrify in its heat.
Modern-day mummies;
wedding finery for linen wrappings,
their car a crowded sarcophagus.
The amulet on her neck,
the borrowed tiger’s eye
blinking fiercely
golden-amber-brown
under the brighter, fiercer eye
of the sun.
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