… wherever she may be
Had I spoken to you at that red pedestrian light after class
Had you not been so easily intimidated by the poetry pundits at CU
Had you been around when I drove to Crested Butte for another timid knock on the door of karma & fate
– Niebla ( © 2010 )
Written for The thing you didn’t choose, napowrimo #11.
niebla | fog 
Powerful and tight. Appreciate how it appears life can hinge on a very few single incidents. Nicely done.
“for another timid knock on the door of karma and fate…” – very nice!!! Well done.