Catalytic Apparition

Catalytic Apparition short poem

There was a man stepping off the curb
forward progress drawing him into line
the city bus intent on cheating the amber light
I saw oblivion coming, certain
then in the next moment revolved
around a crash stop, no squeal of breaks
a tympanic metal on metal slam, body pivoting
my weak grip strength just enough
I flew frontward, spine-first, blinded
gleam of sweat-polished rails
illegible rainbow of advertising placards
passengers in the aisle flung ten feet
came to rest in a heap of limbs
no memory of landing and being landed upon
driver apologizing, college kid searching
for his glasses, my wrist on fire, the pedestrian
gone as if he’d never existed leaving us
to pick through the rubble of our morning
no focus for outrage no object of fear

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a poet from Seattle Washington USA. His poetry has appeared in print in publications such as Bellowing Ark, Point Nopoint, and most recently in Contraposition magazine. When not writing poetry he is a Human Resources professional, a repentant glutton, and a novelist specializing in the weird-fiction genre.
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LOved that your view as someone escapes so much and does not know how lucky HE was sorry for everyone else though. I could indeed invisage such a scene.