Last week I tripped over a yellow extension cord

In the garage

While holding an assortment of cleaning supplies

And a roll of paper towels

Having washed my car inside out

Brisk is my middle name and efficient is my other middle name

I tripped

And my cleaning supplies flew away

Paper towel roll too

I toppled like a fucking tree

Slammed head first to the cement floor

Ricocheted off debris

And you just know garage debris is the worst

For a few minutes I did not move

Just laid on the concrete, finally

Brought my fingers up to touch my nose

And my teeth

Nothing broken

Since time was passing I

Got to my feet

Walked home

Laid on the rug with ice packs

For a whole inefficient wasted hour

Touching my face to make sure it was still there.