Dogs 2013

NEAR HIT
(6/22/13)


her hand
came down
HARD
on the trunk
of the little
bright red
sports car
and there was
a short screech
of brakes

"DO YOU
NOT
EVEN LOOK
WHERE YOU'RE
GOING?"

she yelled
at the closed
tinted
windows

we had
seen it
backing out
of the driveway

I had
begun to slow
my pace
but she charged
on ahead

as she
always did

and
as always
along for the ride
I followed

besides
the car
was on her
side

why she
felt compelled
to force
situations

to force
confrontations

I was
usually
at a loss
to explain

she seemed
to loathe
most people
but was continually
causing contact
with them

maybe
it was walking
four miles
on a hot
humid
day

maybe
it was
day two
of her period

maybe
it was
her recently
diagnosed
bipolar disorder

the combination
could cause
anyone
to snap
I guess

regardless

it had
happened

"are you
alright?"

the man
finally asked
to our backs
from his automatically
lowered
safety glass

good question
I thought

as we quickly
walked away
down
the
street
toward another
questionable night
together