Peripheral Head We were walking our city
stopping in the trippy stores
we saw along the way
and we were crossing the street
cuz the sign said walk
but it changed its mind midway
so we stopped
stared at the cars bound for us
and in their sight
we spun around in circles
until she tripped.

When we could
we jumped
out of traffic’s way.

My peripheral vision
caught sight, through a car’s window,
of a woman
going down
on the driver.

He had a grumpy look on his face.

If we hadn’t gotten out of his way
would he have run us over
or stopped short
and got his dick bit off?