LPiA-26 Nov. 9

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U-Turn

You left a guitar ensuring your return
before those early Montana snows
trapped you into another winter alone.
It sits unplugged, cased behind
the ladder to our loft,
a mini amp on the flat bottom rung.

What jumped to mind that made you head back,
to turn your blind eye towards oncoming traffic
in a sudden unpredictable swing?
I imagine a spring in your step,
no limp to slow a joyful float
over and out.