Nighttime Errand
Just
running to the store.
Enough to
convince inquirers.
But bent
light poles,
And the moonless
sky
Remained
doubtful.
On that
bridge ahead;
The ice
was thick enough.
The snow,
heavy enough.
The time,
late enough.
The
traffic, quiet enough.
An
accident—ready to occur.
He
clenched teeth,
Held breath,
Closed
eyes,
And
pressed down.
But then a
tone and a light
Grabbed at
his thoughts.
He looked
at the screen.
I love
you.
Nothing
else was said.
He blinked
away a tear
And
cleared his throat.
The bridge
came.
The bridge
passed.
Time to
get eggs then.
