In a hurry;
walking fast;
dodging traffic.
A pound coin on the floor...
STOP!!!
I look around,
pausing,
waiting...
Why?
I mean, it’s only a pound coin,
right?
Yes, but...
IT’S MINE!!!
Coast is clear,
I bend down to pick it up...
My fingers grasp it,
but they slip off!
Thrown off balance,
I step back.
Try again;
gripping hard...
Hold on;
It’s stuck to the floor!
Did anyone see?
Do I make a joke of it?
do I escape?
Run like the wind, FOOL!
And take your embarrassment with you!
