An orange ball flashes past my closed eyes
Yesterday I drove past my friend's home
Enthralled with the blue and orange jet stream sky
I ran him over with a heartless remark

His leaky mind spawned a precious spark
Everlasting memories and she comes back
I point over and tell him to look behind
It's not even her, toddling down the hall

He turns around back at me
I realize what I've done
In my hands I hold a gun
I bite down and ask him how he's been
He smiles with no expression and says: