[ti:passage] [ar:vienna teng] [al:257410] [offset:0] [00:02.42]i died in a car crash [00:06.67]two days ago was unrecognizable [00:12.84]when they pulled me from the gears [00:15.96]no one's fault, no one's bottle [00:19.69]no one's teenage pride or throttle [00:23.42]our innocence is all the worse for fears [00:27.77] [00:28.31]the other walked away alive [00:31.78]arms wrapped now around his wife [00:35.97]my lover sits, the silent eye [00:39.61]in a hurricane of warmth and word [00:43.24]my mother trembles with the sobs [00:47.07]whose absence seems absurd [00:49.43] [00:50.17]my sister shouts to let her see [00:53.22]through the cloud of crowd surrounding me [00:56.70]my colleagues call for silence in my name [01:02.78] [01:03.61]i died in a car crash three months ago [01:11.66]they burned me until i glowed [01:15.02]and crumbled to a fine gray sand [01:18.98]now i am nothing, everywhere [01:21.70]several breaths of strangers' air [01:25.89]and all thoughts ever written in my hand [01:31.41]they plant my tree out in the yard [01:34.62]it grows but takes the winter hard [01:39.50]my lover holds a knife to wrist [01:42.93]says tomorrow comes, hold on a while [01:47.44]my mother tosses in the sheets [01:50.88]and dreams me holding my own child [01:55.03]my sister plays our homemade tapes [01:58.25]laughs as tears run down her face [02:02.39]my office door now wears a different name [02:07.93] [02:09.21]i died in a car crash four years ago [02:17.54]my tree drinks melted snow [02:20.44]just eight feet tall a pale and fragile thing [02:24.36]bee stings beaches bright vacations [02:29.67]sunburnt high-school graduations [02:33.41]a sparrow healing from a broken wing [02:37.12] [02:37.77]this year a glimpse of second chances [02:42.24]tiny apples on my tree's branches [02:46.89] [02:48.26]my lover hears the open wind [02:52.10]and crawls blinking into the sun [02:56.22]my mother leafs through photographs [03:00.27]and thinks "yes she was a lovely one" [03:03.76]my sister can't decide her truth [03:06.94]asks aloud what i might do [03:10.68]in a conference hall my brief efforts engraved [03:17.09] [03:17.78]a lifetime ago it seems [03:27.86] [03:28.67]a decade or two or three [03:31.61] [03:32.18]they've come out with a new design [03:36.37]bars and bags front and behind [03:39.00]my fate now an impossibility [03:40.48]safely packaged hurtling down [03:49.22]the highway hardly make a sound [03:54.12]my lover very much alive