Ended Journey

There he was --

making his way down familiar paths;

His daily routine

His inconsequent journey

Whisked away by the blindsiding jolt

His life was erased

when his body was crushed instantly...

and by what he will never know!

But I do.

And it was me!

And it felt good!

First with a crackle

Crescendoing to a crunch

that burst into a squirt

that covered the sole of my shoe

Hallelujah!

That f***ing roach was dead.

Ryan Naffziger, M.D.

Class of 1998

2nd Place