a long chain of not doing not turning
left but right a leaf on the wind distracts
my attention however briefly and I
miss the moment chance would
have given if only I had noticed sooner
then I would be looking at now as I am
presently watching the possibilities of when
I stepped toward a different bend
because a flower bloomed on a bush
opposite from my side of the street
so I crossed like the chicken in the old
joke but with less purpose than she
who at least had a desire to be somewhere
rather than suddenly finding herself here
(September 16, 2014)
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