31
.
upstairs
down the hall in the last bedroom
a chalk outline
sometimes
we lay with eyes open staring
at the ceiling
rain falling
in the seconds in between
inhaling and exhaling
lying there
as if life had decided
to take a stupid gun and----
bang
another flash
of lightning
.
Source: a Found Poem composed of 5 Found Haiku from page 38 of The Dance by Christopher Pike.













