The Pretender

He is cautious on the

sidewalk—

side to side. A little shaky

holding up a pole.

White it is prodding

the air before

him. Must be new to the

neighbourhood.
Not so sure
of himself as he

hesitates too often

on cement full of bumps

and cracks willing to

trip him and a conclusion

of blood left behind.

Should I help as I see

a delicate spot and I do.