Terminal Velocity.

Terminal Velocity.


He brought the car around,
Drove it past
The soundshell-
Silent, if you ask him-
But for a leaf
That falls in a slow,
Aching imitation
Of humanity.
There is nothing
To imply that he was
Anything more
Than a tourist,
Parking his car on the
Loose gravel and
Quiet,
Staring
At the leaf that
Fell to the ground.

And he felt like he would never
Reach Terminal Velocity.