For My Friend

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.