The six of us

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 The six of us
were driving drunk
in Tommy's tooled out Chevy.
 
Headlights
sucking the asphalt
underneath our bumper
eating the Rock
and watching the trees blow by.
 
A brown brush stroke
leapt from the forest
and all you could see
were eyes
            terrified
 
SLAM!
 
She landed
some 25 feet up the road,
convulsing
            in the headlights
black and white I stroked
her neck, speaking
softly.
 
A tear
fell from her eye
hit the ground
            just after
the deer had died.
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