Crashing, Burning

A car almost hit me today

It was sleeting and I was crossing the street

On the phone

Window rolled down

Less than 6 feet away

The driver said I’m sorry

Less than 2

A tick sprung from my bedsheets

Crushed it

With a library book I didn’t read

Overdue.

I retreat to my room as my mother giggles to her boyfriend

I’m not telling you!

(She’s not telling him)

Usually I like a slow melt but

Burning makes me do things unlike myself.