She is
The late night
Drunken stupor
Resulting from a too
Expensive liquor night.

She is
The silent
Dinner hastily set
For one, with enough
Wine to knock out three.

She is
The shattered
Windshield creating
Mosaic pieces splayed
Across asphalt; irreparable.  

She is
The yesterday of
My revived soul and
Mind; never forgotten, yet
Finally forgiven for my scars.

-ARI