close (poetry)

I saw a wreck once.

A car crash, not pretty.

Lots of blood,

lots of glass.

I saw it up close.

I found a coin once.

It came in some change.

It was rare, it was pretty.

I gave it away.

I met a man once.

A bad one, and handsome.

I made myself pretty

and pulled him in close.

I took a pill once.

It was red, it was pretty.

I took seven more.

Threw the bottle away.

I heard a voice once.

It was sweet, it was pretty.

I knew what was coming.

I knew it was close.