the high step

the step
is taller than the other steps,
so you
unintentionally
misstep and tumble
forward, two
drinks in hand
fresh from the bar.
face first you
go,
hitting chin
against the waxed tiled
floor.
you lie there for a moment.
the drinks still
upright, hardly
a splash spilled.
both olives in place.
the day is not lost,
you think.
your date
decides to stay and see
what's next
in your finely tuned
repertoire.