No One Could Ever Know

siraphat, published on 13 April 201 Stock Photo - image ID: 10037630, from http://www.freedigitalphotos.net

siraphat, published on 13 April 201 Stock Photo – image ID: 10037630, from http://www.freedigitalphotos.net

No one, not the crotchety old man across the street could know, nor
His wife, or Mikala’s own father could ever know
How the serpent waged war in the apex of Mikala’s seventeen year old legs,
or how Alex liked to lean into a turn, almost laying down, but not quite,
the kickstand kissed the ground as the engine roared through the rising speed.
 
“Man, don’t let Mikala ride on the back of that thing!” The old man warned
Mikala’s father acquiesced, Mikala had her own mind, what could he say?
 
The sleeping serpent awoke, and slid out of its lair.
 
Three hours later
The serpent snaked through the unforgiving road, squealing and convulsing
The speed climbed to 90, 95, 100, 105.
 
Alex, did not know how one flawed move,
One slight turn,
Could cause the serpent to transform into a silver pinball, ricocheting between curb and median.
 
No one could ever know how the silver pinball exploded into a thousand pieces,
Metal crumbs strewn far and wide,
Or how a tree limb sheered Alex’s left leg as he flew straight up through the trees
His blood sizzled as it dripped from the tree branches onto the sizzling asphalt.
 
No one could ever know how Mikala knew to leap for her life, off the serpent,
body to concrete,
her skin ripped and peeled, like a burnt orange, raw and red 
 
And,
no one will ever know the torture of terminus,
like Alex and Mikala.
 

~Kimberly Jo Cooley

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3 thoughts on “No One Could Ever Know

    • Thanks Tracy! My dad was the old man that told Mikala’s father in the morning that he needed to tell her stay off that motorcycle. Alex died and last I heard, Mikala’s leg will be amputated from the knee down. It was just so tragic and I needed to get it out, so I wrote a poem. So tragically, it was art imitating life.

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