Clickclackclickclack high heels down the sidewalk, groceries and laptop
cracking kneecaps, tangling; creak-slam-open door and cram
the bags inside, attack ignition with wielded key, crank engine to a whine,
out of time, out of time! Kick in the clutch, engage with a lurch, impatiently flick
on the radio, loud. Quick halt at a stop sign and damn that stabbing sunlight,
hard to see! Release the clutch like hounds and halfway through,
the intersection and time both bend like starlight on a sci-fi show--
What did I just say?
Damn that sunlight?
Eyes raise to miraculous sunny November sky,
rays streaming through near-sunset clouds
like lemon chiffon through a pink colander.
Accelerator and back bumper of the car in front
are both given a reprieve, blessings counted
all the way home.
musical piece,
ReplyDeletewell done.