The Road Ne’er Taken

I may have screwed up my last chance; but I won’t this.

He swayed left & right gracefully, dodging each white splash from every apartment window ‘bove.

There it is.

He scraped his feet back rapidly as his eyes locked on the throbbing heart & sparkling ruby.

You probably thought he got hit by a splash o’ mayonnaise, ¿eh?

He didn’t.

‘Stead, he stopped as he saw a stampede o’ bony equines with equally-bony riders glide toward him, blocking the whole road ‘head.

The front horse’s rider clicked its crustaceous claws.


Mayonnaise, skate, twist