my ride home

drizzle and dim streetlamps
make me look over my shoulder as unlock my door
fleeing the unsettling quiet of a city night

crosswalks invisible to the naked eye
are filled with people unwilling to yield

so i do
and laugh

the 300 C comes along side at a stop light
eyes forward, erin
green and he’s gone
left in front of me from the right lane

into an alley

i’m watching a drug deal as i drive by

nervous laughter
reminding me where i live

now out of the car and into unknown
keys in hand
feet in puddles
stray on porch
woman in house

drizzle and dim porchlights
make me look out the window as i lock my door
fleeing the unsettling quiet of a city night

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