I Took The Fall Poem by Leonard Dabydeen

I took the fall
on slippery ice
without a frame of thought
to explain how it happened
wetness can lure you
to your death
or leave you with broken bones
or let the pain
vibrate slowly on swollen parts
and the driveway
waits in camouflage
in freezing cold excitement
for another victim
here in the contour
of black ice
just crystal clear
threatening the grid-lock
on your padded boots
you step on the ice again
feeling the passion once more
as if it were a rink.