End

End
by Anne E Thompson

“I wonder what she thought of that,
Was so funny when he said no!
I must remember to contact Jim,
This traffic light is slow.
I think we need more milk and eggs,
I’ll check when we get home.
I could do with a cup of coffee now,
I hope that Mum will phone.
I’m not sure if…..”

Slash of metal, scream of brake,
Glint of sunlight, briefest quake.

Nothing.

See also : https://anneethompson.com/short-stories/other-stories/death/

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