Obstacles

Walking home at night

the branch of a large tree blocks my passage.

Rain-slicked and cool to the touch,

a London Plane perhaps?

Perhaps.

My name is Todd.

Will you give me the road?

I mount the fallen limb,

careful to swing one leg over at a time.

Walking away, I wonder,

Is this it?

 

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