The Kick by Alyssa Trivett

Modest soccer players
envy the flailing leg
you drag around in this parking garage,
threatening to fire at will.
It’s hotter than a basement in hell.
Car lights chirp as your short fuse
pitter-patters and drips sweats of blood
on shiny disinfectant cement.
Foot to side door impact.
Your heartbeat dials up,
like a thermometer
held under hot water
by a kid amped to skip class.
And as you finally come down from the
winners circle as the security officer
graciously hands your key
back to you
from your running vehicle;
I must confess,
I still feel a broken window
would have been better
than forty-five-and-a-half minutes
of what you put us through.

Alyssa Trivett is a wandering soul from the Midwest. When not working two jobs, she chirps down coffee while scrawling lines. Her work has appeared in many places, but most recently at Ex Ex Lit, and Duane's PoeTree site.