the falling isn’t the worst part
it’s the moment right before
you land;
it’s here in a blink
while the other eye
is idle
Writing, Ideas, & Stories
the falling isn’t the worst part
it’s the moment right before
you land;
it’s here in a blink
while the other eye
is idle
the static channel is louder today,
the musty recliner sinks deeper,
a socked foot blocks the left most side of the hushing screen,
the channel changes the static turns to picture
of a woman
selling pans
her golden curled hair flowed as she walked back and forth
just under was the number 18005552457
stainless steel and a non stick surface for a premium cooking experience
for three payments of 19.99 you can have this pan today
but if you act fast you can-
the static channel claimed her back into a loud shh,
the toe dissapears from the screen
a dial tone matches the static.
hands behind my back
these aren’t the apples
i was looking for
i remember
the strength leavin’ my tips
for four straight nights
four bars over four moons
this cell is my home
brought an apple every fourth hour
four steps in four steps out
just the white lines on the stone ground,
they were different four days ago
is this
granny smith