Tuesday, February 3, 2015

Falling

I'll get the rest, honey.

There are only two trips,

three at most.

Step, step, step-

That's one-

Step, step, step,

That's two.

Dog food in one hand,

a twelve pack of soda,

in the other.

Step,

Step, zip,

Crackle- 

went the bag 

of dog food.

Crash-

went the case 

of soda.

Thud-

went the body,

hitting the steps,

thighs, 

abdomen, 

and arm.

on the steps,

in one second,

a short movement,

a dissonant

cadenza.  

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