fearless leaps
dodging lightning speed
projectiles shielding
from rapid pelts of fire
fog in the air
thicker than cold ketchup
liquid waste from
a brown bottle
marked with ancient text
soaking a package
marked UPS
the mist clears still no
clearance to go
driven mad in the grip
of isolation heart beat
flutters then pause
one emergency away
from fatality
the bubble pops
in the next scene
the only clock ticking
is about to cancel
the unimaginable
impactful suspense
that unfolds on the
risky walk home

