Kiki

A Poem

Photo by Gil Ribeiro on Unsplash

Rain hits the car window
with the sound of a whip.
My glasses steam up
as my breathing gets heavier.
The wheels seem to lift and
we float for a second
I feel my stomach drop
even further.
Our destination is reached,
our plans are clear
We enter to be greeted
with joy.
It all begins to fade
with the prick of a needle
A long time friend
gone before my eyes.

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