early for work

there’s that second of hesitation;

is this spit or blood?

if it’s spit, I look like a damn fool drooling here...

if it’s blood it’s my red panic death flag. gonna pass out

like a fool.

I can’t see myself.

I’ll look him in the eye and drool a little.

I’ll search his face for a reaction.

He smiles,

I smile.

I got red teeth.