Evidence of Life

Bill Weaver drove 40 miles before stopping

roadside.

He couldn’t remember pulling out the gas nozzle at the Sunoco.

 

After a fill up,

he’d normally shake the nozzle off like a dick at a urinal

but this time he had no memory of it.

 

It was hanging out the gas tank

forty fuckin miles

and no one said boo

or flashed their lights to flag him down.

 

Bill brought it into the bar,

stage prop for the night,

and drank coca cola

while the men laughed and told his story

to any patron looking to listen.

 

They had the evidence

for those who needed to see.

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