Towhead
I wasn’t drunk yet
and I went between the trees
where I always go
to take a piss
I was looking at nothing
thinking nothing
and letting the piss
take care of itself
when I heard, “Hey!”
Beneath the canopy
of low branches
was a little boy, maybe 4,
with a Tonka truck
loaded with a pinecone
and I knew
I was fucked
because he had piss
on his towhead
“Oh shit,” I said
and I backed out of there
The dad was behind me
“Did you see..?” he asked
My hands were in the
“Who? Me?” configuration
and I was distraught
The little boy came out
of the woods
and he said,
“He peed on me.”
“I didn’t mean to,”
I said, “but I did.”
and I sat on a stump
and waited for
the police to come
and sort it out
What should I have done?
Lied? What should I have said?
There was nothing I could do
to make it right
It’s like so much these days
the facts speak
for themselves
but they don’t always
tell the whole story.