Eighteen

Massacred blood on a blue horizon Roadkill shows like cherubs In my floodlights Another highway, another state Cigarette burns me I wake with a start Eighteen wheels a rollin’ Rollin’ over my heart Smokeys in my rear view mirror Nowhere to go except forward Kessler warmed abdomen No feeling, only crucifixion Eighteen wheels a rollin’ Rollin’ over my heart Cat steel-toe heavy on the pedal Tire iron in my hand Blood clotted scarred emotion Hand axe redecoration Regurgitated cattle cranium Asleep in bile Nurtured by mother Face down while babies lay asleep Never make a sound demolished rig Eighteen wheels a rollin’ Rollin’ over my heart