poetry

“Two Years” Poem of the Day (2022)

Two Years 

By Ashley O’Hare

Two years down the road

My car is still recovering

From the match you put in the gas tank.

Lucky me—

You were never bright enough

To spark a fire.

Lucky me—

I was born immune

To your venom.

But it still hurts.

Pain is supposed to

Make me stronger;

I should be happy to feel it longer,

But I find myself longing

For the innocent oblivion of my youth.

Before the house collapsed on my head.

Before it took all my strength to get out of bed.

Before my tires wore down its tread.

Before you filled me with dread.

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