Stephen Jarrell Williams

"That Sinking Feeling"

He died
sitting in his car

an old car
with all he owned
in the backseat and trunk

memories packed in his head
dreams that turned cold

skin washed with alcohol
deep breathing
keeping the tears in

finished figuring
how he could have changed

too worn down to work
not old enough for social security

he often talked
to others

everyone feeling
the ruins of all

becoming forever.

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