The Narrative Image

A deer not yet realizing it's dead pirouettes down the remaining length of  my flinching pickup Tires scribble outside the lines With all my might I will the truck to turn like league bowlers use body English to  curve their bowling balls after the release but travel a physics-determined path as a passenger along for the ride to its end while accusing an unlikely omniscient being You have got to be kidding me After the gravel lands After the silence and me still breathing After the curious stop to see - kind enough to help as they understandably revel in their luck That cop who has seen it all before Asks me questions I can understand and like some guardian angel guides me out of my paralysis and actually says Just doing my job The tow truck driver thinks city folk need to keep their eyes open and pay more attention but I think tow truck drivers own and operate deer farms...

A Unible (about half as good as a parable - or worse) by scott The terrible accident put an end to the dangerous trapeze act. (dramatic pause) …some time later, another acrobat appeared at the circus employment office to fill the vacancy created by the accident. At first, the resident acrobat could not be coaxed back onto the trapeze. But acrobats are not well suited to sweep up peanut shells…. He could not stay away for long. In the beginning their timing was off. But It got better. …and soon the accident was almost forgotten. The trapeze act opened again. The bleachers were filled to capacity... ...and then some. It was soon time to try the death-defying 42 somersault sky-leap with the special over-torque effect. “…Never before attempted!” said the circus master, “…successfully.” he added. Suddenly the resident acrobat remembered the accident. And when it came time to leap…he didn’t let go. The two acrobats looked silly just hanging there. The crowd said, “Boooo!” …and the act c...