hello my name is charlie

i have words to back me up
words that eat through everything like fire
words that hang on the line and drip their
wet filth into gravity
i want to know what the words said
on a rainy, cloudy day while
driving another car hit me
i want to know if the words spinned
and spinned and did not
grasp the wet road. i want
to know how the words ruined
my plot with a bandage of smoke
coming off them and when
they penetrated my
skin did they finally understand
dying