Hey, There!

He called across the boulevard.

Turning to see,

She wish-boned, mid-stride,

the steel pole in front of her.
And he laughed, and laughed,
still laughing.

But she broke her nose
on that steel…
And then, tomorrow, she found reason
enough to shout
“Hey, there” when he
crossed the street.

Too bad his pole was
a semi.

Oops! She didn’t mean to
do that, did she?

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