Avenue and Bloor

I had another nightmare
- I called 9-1-1
to save your life
could have done more
grabbed your broken body and
screamed murder at the traffic
you ambushed from behind rolling
end over end under metal and rubber

you exploding all over the walk
leaky red fountain from the knees
adrenaline holds you up, together
everything points in the wrong direction

everything ok?
you’re gonna be ok
sir – please, tell me your name
he can't remember his own name
head injuries and internal bleeding

I didn’t see it
could have happened to me; it happens
guess I know I
live in the big city

ambulance arrives in minutes
but he just kept screaming
“I’m not doing so good”
yeah yeah yeah goddammit you
run over by a truck.

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