Howie Good

Roadkill

I saw it and swerved,
but when I glanced in
the rearview mirror,
there was a black splotch
in the center of the road,

and for the rest of the day,
the first day of hot weather,
I felt a quiet sadness
like the last video store
in existence had closed.

Howie Good is the Poet Laureate of the last outback at the world’s end. He’s available for readings there.