by Neil Donelley
My first thought,
This can’t be happening,
but it was. At the end of the fast walk
I missed my footing, and in that powerless
moment, I fell, face forward; couldn’t stop.
*
I lay there, hoping no one had seen the fall.
Earlier, when I started, there was a
young man in a parked car scrolling
intently on his iPhone, while alongside in
the passenger seat, a wolfhound stared.
*
Even now, the young man is still scrolling,
and the wolfhound is staring. Eventually,
I struggle to my feet, thinking, This must
be what falling in love is like. A complete
loss of control, with concussion awaiting.