Sputterpub's Blog

I didn’t fall; I’m taking extra care.
That stairway, though, is narrow, carpeted.
My left foot slipped from tread to empty air;
my heel impacted vinyl. Nothing bled,
but now my sole objects, and I’m aware
of torquing knee. I’m sitting down instead
of walking. Not at risk for slip-and-fall,
the time to heal a heel can still appall.

The lesson lasting from a lavish meal
is I’m too old to eat and drink so much.
It entered easily, with great appeal,
but exit isn’t graceful, and the touch
of indigestion, borne with gas, is such
that I will make an effort to recall
this aftermath, this gripping inner clutch,
and next time I’ll decline to eat it all.