Pavement and Ice

I was walking home

careful on the new formed ice

that crunched under my thin shoes

I was walking tall,

With confidence that I took for granted.

I turned the corner

and in

Slow

Motion

My

legs slid out from under me

And cartoon like,

I flew up

Only to land on my leg

My hip

My head cracking as it

Bounded off the icy pavement.

I laid stunned for a moment

Wondering if there would

Be Blood

Where my head hit

Wondering if

The people talking behind

That Jetta

Saw the whole thing

(they didn't)

I got up carefully,

Stumbled home

My head is fine

Now my damn leg

Hurts like the bone is growing

I Hate

Pavement

and Ice.