The Path of No Path

Collateral damage in the wake of a landslide Back wheels stick, bind, while front wheels stutter & twitch. Gnarled, arthritic hands tell a story punctuated by cracked nails and fresh bruises; she pushes her world in her own Safeway. Sweat from her matted hair slices its way down coarse & painful wrinkles. On my mega yacht, sipping the perfect Martini, stirred, never shaken. Bright sunlight refracts a single drop of water, slowly repelling down the crystal stem. Trickle down Reaganomics