Falling

Falling

Good day
Ive just flown
in off a ten day
all time
high
of 70 and falling
touching walls
scraping along flaky
paint. chalky
its a feeling
that my
hands reject
reject like they
rejected the substitute
fingertips, which were
filling in for the old
fingertips that got
laid off
by the saber that
the saber rattler
couldnt keep sheathed
the fingers rejected due
to rejection
like an abusive father
born of an abusive
father born of an
abusive father
but rejective fingers
rarely beget
any sympathy from
the cold earth
so upon the
crash
I was punished
for their misdeeds
to which mouth
and lungs were
co-conspirators
falling crash finds
listless feet
on familiar yet
alien floors
my feet. and up from
them legs and then
all that follows
except a head
I'll count the head
in anyways
due to a
fuzzy nose between
what I think
might be eyes
all told that's
how I got here,
I flew in
and BOY
are my arms tired