Another day, another accident.
Look left, look right. Pause.
Always one of these steps missing.
And now a young man stands next to the pile of steam and broken
plastics, metals.
His dad has arrived on the scene not sure if he should berate or
soothe. He does both.
Not even Huck can bark at this pathetic display of
I dunno what I did,
I dunno what to do.
They gather items and leave.
Someone else will pick up the mess.
Someone else is always tasked with the mess, yeah?
Keep going, I say.
I know. I know, but..., you say.
One step, two steps, three steps
Forward.
Not down, not back.
Look left, look right. Pause.
Do not miss a step, my love. Do not miss a step.
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