subtle bite of morning


they are the puddles of water in the road that send his car


nervous warnings


startled merge of consciousness


yet as he traverses and settles on his bearing the tires throw out a surge of water


weaving north in the dark


sudden gusts and swirling rain


that make him shiver


reminded of a time he lost his footing


tipsy drunk


ace of spades


he fell at their feet


her test of his faith


he met his match


to find a forgiving friend


to right his path








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