Monday, 18 May 2009

• from the other side. a poem

  from the other side.

   

  one hundred degrees as I stepped out of the car

  the kind of heat that is truly baffling

  overcast, the sun wrapped up in that blanket

  but still so fucking hot

  I closed the door behind me

  and stood still

  more still than the air

  watching my breaths fall

  pummeling to the earth

  under the weight of all those

  dense motionless particles

  it was silent, was so

  silent…

  nothing moved

  not the smallest leaf or

  the smallest fly on the smallest

  piece of shit

  nothing

  and I wondered ever so briefly

  if I had died or if everyone else

  had died

  and this was all that was left

  just the fucking heat

  and the silence

  and I finally decided

  if that was the case

  then I was the luckiest asshole
  

  on the planet

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