Horrific Thoughts

I have never heard
death
before that night.

The screech
of the tires,
skull, bones, flesh
smashed
on the hood of a car
going 50 mph.
helicopters
roaring overhead,
the cries
of a lover.

It was all too much.

The visions
were out of some
horrific nightmare.

The unsuspecting man
being hurled
into the air,
the trickles
of blood
running down the street,
his shoe
landing next to us
20 feet away,
the car speeding
away.

It was all too much.

His death
made me wonder,
what was he like?
how would his family react?
did they hate him?
did they wish him
dead?

Life is cruel.

The truth is even worse.

I'll be glad to die
someday, not knowing
any of it,
just not
like
that.