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If I abruptly go silent while on a conference call at work

If I abruptly go silent while on a conference call,
The most likely reason is that a bell hornet the size of a Goodyear blimp
Has flown into my office window which I keep open while I work
Due in part to the fact I enjoy the melodies of birdsongs as opposed to the humming of the recessed artificial light source mounted above me in the ceiling.

If you hear me scream, my apologies, as I clearly didn’t have enough time
To hit the mute button and/or *6 before the flying death monster from above encircled the air like a great white shark to the scent of a single drop of blood in the ocean blue.

This may also be the root cause of what appears to be a violent altercation at my residence which is little more than me fighting for my biological right to survive against the dreaded air beast.

By Jeffrey Pillow

Jeffrey Pillow is an American short story writer, memoirist, and poet. He is the author of The Lady Next Door. His writing has been published in Urge Magazine, The Nervous Breakdown, 16 Blocks, USA Today, Sports Illustrated, TheBody.com, New York Times, Washington Post, and Richmond Times-Dispatch.

He grew up in the small town of Phenix, Virginia, population: 200, and now lives in Charlottesville with his wife, two kids, and a dog named Mozzarella Cheese. He is a graduate of the University of Virginia where he was a Rainey Scholar. This is his blog.

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