Minor Damage
A cat runs across the road,
then a rabbit, then a deer.
I look left, a barn is airborne,
it flies away in slow motion,
boards silently flapping.
We have a deductible of $400, you say.
A gull rolls over the hood, sea-legs
scrambling over smooth metal.
The car is rocking.
"Did you turn off the coffee-maker"?
We are just talking;
our minds already rowing ashore.
Copyright © Eric Ashford | Year Posted 2019
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