Jackson and Clark

On the way to work this morning I stopped in the intersection

because I saw a paring knife

lying on the crosswalk.

 

I looked at it with a puzzled glance, realizing

that it was out of place

and not in the kitchen.

 

A stranger shared the same puzzled look with me

Before a disgusted expression crept across his face;

He gingerly picked up the knife with two fingers

and threw it in the trash

while I stood in the street

doing nothing.

 

I should have done the same goddamn thing,

But instead I just stood there staring at it

like a typical jackass.