The Fall; Next Door Neighbors’ Kids’ Risibility

I stumbled in the garage tonight,
feet slipped out
Mistress Gravity shook the ground below me,
and the fall seemed to continue forever

until my body hit the concrete floor,
a sore that I will never forget,
until I do this all over again next week and wonder
why I don’t just pad the cell with moldy bread
the neighbor kids throw out me