Identify You

A Sonnet

Were so damaged I couldn’t ID you,
the celica was smashed like a coke can,
I refuse to believe this was God’s plan.
Your dental records, that was how we knew,
You always did have those perfect, white teeth,
why God, did that stupid truck try to pass?
colliding head on, leaving your skull smashed,
curious thing, they never found your feet.
The bravest thing I ever did was look
at the scarlet wreckage of all our years
upon the decay of my mother’s soul
out of the dark this light swallowed me whole
and burried me with dread, folly, and fear.
	So the mother inside me died that day,
		now in my exile I refuse to pray.