you were the coffee spilt on my
sunday paper.
crossword unfinished
and fresh ink smeared,
as i rushed down to
main street.

              (DOWN 4. twelve letter word,
              a common cause of car accidents,
              "I N T O X I C A T I O N")

you had me
pondering the question
why speed must be limited
on days like this
as i rushed down to
main street.

             (ACROSS 19. five letter word,
             to operate and control the direction and speed of a motor vehicle,
             "D R I V E")

your body lied so innocently
and so fragile
as it caressed the dark pathway, --you spirit was bright enough to see at 2 am.--
trying your best to inhale life
with all that you desired on
main street.

but the air was too heavy to breathe.

             *(ACROSS 12. five letter word,
             living is to life, as dying is to _,
             "D E A T H")