This morning at the wheel
I urged, cringed, mentally moved
a hesitant squirrel
his trajectory suspended
on the median golden parallels.
Could not bear the surging SUV
hunching my shoulders
hunkering down to imagine bodily protection
for an insouciant rodent
Gasping as he moved forward
as the vehicle neared
lithe body not speeding
as if the rapidly approaching specter
of possible death were invisible to his
all seeing prey eyes
Was my own fear to compensate
his own lack of apprehension?
So in that moment he was fully alive
while only I contemplated his or my own death.
adamevenevenadam 