Tuesday, April 5, 2016

in need of wine

it was a rough day.
a fender-bender,
analysts at the gate
their teeth bared, their reputations 
at stake.
mine is hardly worth noting
a humble offering with no protection
yes, i ran into her, imprinting a red
line across her pristine Audi bumper
she stopped midway through the turn
i followed her only pausing to 
check to the left
and her bumper and mine kissed
she'd say a bit too abruptly.
i'll pay for the red line to turn white,
and drink a glass to ease
the trauma of the day
in preparation for

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