I tripped over something and fell a long way,
didn’t expect this to happen today. Wrapped
in darkness Like a coat. Felt my belly hit
my throat. Looked for the ground
that should have been found,
but I was misinformed and
quickly became bored
as forever falling
became my
calling.

Christopher Gannon is a writer of short fiction and theatre. He does not make up the stories; they make up him.