The End is Near

The counter

to

the

floor

it falls once

maybe twice

In my bag it tumbles

from the bus seat

to

the

ground

time and time again

Off the table

to

the

tiles

sometimes open

sometimes closed

From the couch

to

the

rug

it tumbles down

down

down

After every

fall

to the floor

the ground

the tiles

the rug

my trusty computer

shines it’s lights

with bravery

and pride

for surviving another

near-death encounter

The lives remaining

dwindle

The end

drawing

near

Rainbow lines

pixilations

appear

glimmering

across the screen

distorting

 my words

Yes

the end is near

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6 thoughts on “The End is Near

  1. You kept me on the edge of your seat…I was wondering what you were dropping. I should have known! You need to get a new laptop, or at least a heavy duty case to take the blows easier. Nice work on creating suspense with your poem!

  2. Sadly I think you’d better start shopping for a new computer. I wondered what you kept dropping as I read. I’m sorry it’s something pricey, I was hoping for a travel mug (I tend to drop mine). But glad it held out so you could post today. Welcome back!

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