Grateful
driving along
my mind
on towers
the suffering
of September
that helpless
feeling
that never wanes
when suddenly
I’m snapped back
to the present
four-lanes of flying traffic
what …
what is that kitten doing in the road
and I just knew
knew, knew, knew
there would be a black smudge
on the turn-around
braced myself for it
as I passed all those cars
and I’m staring hard
but there’s nothing to see
look to the right
a footstep from the road
there the kitten
a morning shadow
on green grass
too spent to make a move
looks up at me
helplessly
and I close my eyes
thank you …
TL