DANGEROUS CURVES AHEAD

There is an inherent danger in the way
bedclothes mingle with rampant abandonment,
or the way that dirty laundry begets
more dirty laundry, and the cat ecstatically
rubbed its jowls along the inside of your shoe,
the one that was lost under the bed.
Remember the time you reached under
to grab his lost collar and came up
with an irate alligator lizard latched to your hand,
the cat's sudden interest in things abandoned,
a flight of fancy, somewhat like the day you left
and never looked back, leaving me wondering
whether you were dead or alive, I never saw
that danger sparking in your eyes,
nor how the open road beckoned.
I never saw the signs warning me to yield,
for soft shoulders, dangerous curves ahead.

4/21/18

For today’s prompt, write a danger poem. There are various levels of danger out there–from physical danger to the danger of being discovered doing something you shouldn’t (or doing something that might embarrass you–or someone else). Even the act of writing and sharing a poem brings with it the potential for danger.

018 April PAD Challenge: Day 21