Puddles

Not my best, but thought I’d post it anyway.

Yesterday

I looked down

And saw myself

In the ground

With a gasp

I dropped to my knees

And I stared at her

And she stared at me

How did I get

In the concrete?

What am I doing

Inside the street?

Gravel scraped my hands

And ripped at my open toes

I leaned closer and closer –

And then water touched my nose.

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