Telling: Streams & Logs

Poetry

Mary had a fall

Mary had a fall, she had a fall.
At the bottom of her garden
she took a fall. One wall
two walls, three. Over the walls
she fell. And her shoulder
dislocated and her ribs went
into her lungs. And, she said,
the funny thing is, she said,
my left ear is cut in half.


And she punctuated this tale she told,
Mary did, with a big fat smiley emoticon.