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I once saw the body of a dead man Grey and thin on the pavement First I saw his black plastic comb Then his shoes knocked from his previously alive feet at the moment of impact “Is he alive?” The driver anxiously asked “Oh, god! Is he alive?” No one answered No one wanted to voice the truth With care, I covered him with a blue and white beach towel from the trunk of my car I will never know Was it an accident Struck while crossing the road in the pre-dawn darkness Or was I a witness to the aftermath of a desperate man’s solution an intention realized I will never know what I covered up that day Like a mother putting her child to bed Beneath a blue and white towel © 2025 SincerelyJoanWrite
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Dec 4, 2025
Dec 4, 2025 at 8:28 AM UTC
sincerelyjoanwrites
On the Pavement
I once saw the body of a dead man Grey and thin on the pavement First I saw his black plastic comb Then his shoes knocked from his previously alive feet at the moment of impact “Is he alive?” The driver anxiously asked “Oh, god! Is he alive?” No one answered No one wanted to voice the truth With care, I covered him with a blue and white beach towel from the trunk of my car I will never know Was it an accident Struck while crossing the road in the pre-dawn darkness Or was I a witness to the aftermath of a desperate man’s solution an intention realized I will never know what I covered up that day Like a mother putting her child to bed Beneath a blue and white towel © 2025 SincerelyJoanWrite
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