The Real World

Matt DeVries

i walked
from there to here
last night
the wind at my back
fresh drops of light rain
cooling my face
darkness but for the
occasional lit street light
consumed all but ten feet
around me
a plastic sack
empty but for air
rolled casually alongside me
i watched, and listened
to the gentle crinkle
as the wind picked up
my companion and
dropped it further down
the road
i picked up my pace
just enough to keep up
with the plastic wraith
ahead of me
not wanting to share
the darkness
with just myself
the wind saw me move
and gusts whipped at my back
my steps felt lighter
and lighter
i looked at my feet
and realized they
no longer touched the ground
the wind grabbed me
and i looked over
to find my companion
sharing the breeze with me
i couldn't slow down
i somersaulted
with every new gust
four blocks of floating
head over feet
and the wind deposited me
on my front doorstep
i waved to my companion
as it floated away
casually, on the wind.
strangely happy with myself
i unlocked my door and
stepped back into the
real world.

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