Fallout (Crank 3)

Safe for the moment.

But not very.

December gray shrouds

the valley.

Nothing new. Except

colder than normal.

I was almost looking forward

to Christmas this year.

Thought maybe

it might be special.

Despite Dad and Kortni.

Because of Kyle.

But now I’m not even sure

where I’ll be.

The wire sways in the wind.

Half of me wants

to hold on for dear life.

Half wants to jump.

IT’S BEEN THIS WAY

Since Thanksgiving. The night

Dad got pulled over, less than

half a mile from Carrows.

When the red and blue carousel

started spinning behind us, we

all knew things didn’t look good.

Still, a guy has to give it his best

try. Dad rolled down the window.

Wussup, S … Off … cer?

The cop leaned to look in the car,

backed up at the smell. License