my dog, he spots a
tennis ball rolling across the street.
cars whiz past, their tires going
quicker than the eye can follow.
and he lunges,
dragging me with him,
as i desperately try to untangle
the leash wrapped around my wrist
as i am pulled into traffic in
the middle of a busy city at noon,
the cars running past me,
a lorry almost hits me,
and then i am on the other side -
knees scraped to the bone.