The Funny Bone

It was all a blur---

murkiness---

when I got whacked in the arm

Things weren't as silly as they used to be

because I didn't want them to be

apparently that time died along with the rest of my imagination

Time

the infinite thief

masterful in the art of deception and always with the last laugh

and then I saw the sidewalk

and the end of the sidewalk

and how it branched into nothing but a smirk