Puddle
Location
I was on the side walk,
and my shoelace came undone.
I bent to pull the pieces of string back together,
just as and a red car went by.
And it threw dirty water up across my right leg and arm.
Shit! Looking around, I watched my offense fly against the hard metal,
and slowly absorb it’s way past paint, plastic, and steel.
As I turned back to my forgotten shoe a worm caught my eye.
It was curled near my foot, dead, dried into the concrete.