Not faddy New Age

or ever preachy –

but just a healthy

college kid blowing

his trumpet

as if each time

the sun was rising.

No junk and no booze –

so only roads

could kill him...

Laid up in bed

for a year,

he had shucked

off his cast

then hit them again,

until he died, asleep,

on the late night

turnpike.