As I rolled like cinnamon onto the ruff turf, 

My shoe hit my other shoe like cars on a freeway,

Causing myself to be in an accident.

Even though I knew people were crying, 

I could only hear nothingness.

I stood as still as water in the doorway,

As the room grew smaller.

Your ghost greeted me in your Home Depot Office chair.

As it was being squashed by someone wearing all black. 

Resting your head

On silk filled fluff

you wait 

for your mind 

to make your movie

your personal entertainment 

An experience 

just for you

your dream,

about you