Car Ride

No no no no no.
Punctuation, the open palm.
A snapshot of a minute so clear
my footing is lost.
I stumble around, standing still.

they love each other.
not angry, not mad, not hurt.
Nauseous scared wounded.

In the car hood up crying.
Can't stop can't say why.
can't not know

hand on my shoulder
it will be ok
you'll be ok

not an apology, It's not for me.
There is nothing to say
it said the most

What do you do with this
Where do you store it.
Why wont you let it go.
Why can't you let it go?

We stop, pick him up.
Riding home in the back seat.
The crying has stopped.

Smiling listening to the stories.
A lesson learned.
Put it away.