25 June 2006

falldown/ downfall

Stumbling/running down Peachtree Street in a pouring down hot summer storm. Half an hour late to the play at the Fox (where I used to see the symphony when I was a girl). Belly full of curry and lemon drops.
Who needs the first act when you have Johnny Dollar and raindrops as big as maraschino cherries?

1 comment:

katy said...

i think the final couplet is the strongest part of this little poem. it sells it.

though i also love the line about a belly full of curry and lemon drops ^_^ sounds delicious