You ever have one of those days when you
just aren’t firing on all cylinders?
For the record,
I have no idea what a cylinder is,
but the expression means you need a tune-up.
It means you’re sputtering and stalling out.
I was walking across the kitchen,
got tangled up in my own feet,
tripped and went sprawling.
Sprawling, I tell you.
I looked like Wiley Coyote at the bottom of the ravine
in a Road Runner cartoon –
minus the puff of dust.
After I checked to see if I was paralyzed
or if I had any broken bones,
(there were none)
I decided the best course of action was to
sit on the cold tile floor and howl.
I’m sure it was the shock of being upended,
but I carried on like a toddler.