Slice of Life Challenge #21

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Sliding

in and out of lanes

like a first time ice-skater.

Horns honk t

he driver ignores them,

continuing his cell phone conversation,

oblivious to the slamming brakes

and angry shouts.

I count down the blocks as we pass them by-

58th, 57th, 56th….

how many more til Penn Station?  Will we make it?

Gripping the door handle,

I hold on for dear life,

hoping no one cuts us off

and that we stop cutting off everyone else.

The light up ahead turns amber, then red.

The oblivious driver continues forward,

not seeing the light.

Stop, stop, stop, I pray.

At the very last moment

he slams on the brakes.

We are safe at the red light.

I look up-

10 more blocks to go.

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3 Responses

  1. I am sitting with you. 10 more blocks, eternity. Powerful word economy.
    Bonnie

  2. You have me right in the seat with you.
    There is a bit of frantic energy to the poem, which captures the state of mind.
    Kevin

  3. Oh, the fun of cab rides in NYC! I’ve had some harrowing ones, too. This is so vivid!
    –Stacie

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