Anthony's Missed Connection

Friday, 12:30pm: m4w

I was digging through the trash on Lasalle Street behind Taco Bell, and ironically I found a Hot Dog still bunned. You were driving a sparkling clean silver Lexus. There was a man in the passenger seat who seemed to be your boyfriend by the way he was biting your earlobes. You looked up in pleasure and lost sight of where you were driving. Your car swerved and clipped my knee.

You stopped. And so did time.

You courteously rolled down your window a third of the way and asked if I was okay. I think I saw a tear roll down your cheek, but then again, it was hard to tell much as your boyfriend threw my head off the concrete wall and screamed for me to not look at your license plate or tell any officers about what had happened.

As he forced me to limp away from the scene, I looked back at you. Our eyes briefly made contact as you licked your hand, and lowered it below public view.

Was it just me or did we have something spiritual in that moment? Anyway, I still have that hot dog and I was wondering if you wanted to come over and share it?

-anthony