The cue ball

I watch the cue ball bolt confidently across the green sea of a pool table with expert precision much the same way that she bounced into my life at a right angle and by degrees knocked me from my stupor. Like that billiard ball jolted from idleness I’m sailing on an unexpected journey through waters uncertain of the destination but confident that she left enough top spin to accompany me wherever the waters take us.

The cue ball

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