I'll Never Eat Spaghetti Again
It reminds me too much of you.
I had a crazy dream
Of you and me
Running side by side,
Past flowing streams
Of computer screens
With pictures deep and wide.
Your face on each
And I in tears
Trying to forget why,
But every screen
Reminded me
Of the day you died.
We continued running
Through window panes
Nearly out of breath,
Gasping and grasping
At anything we could
To keep us from your death.
But there it was
Out in front
An emptiness too vast,
Where I slowed up
And you kept running
Futher into the past.
One step more
And down you fell
Tumbling to ground,
Caught by surprise
On sidewalk pavement
With angels all around.
I ran downstairs
To find you there
With hands behind your head,
Your skull cracked open
Dripping spaghetti noodles
Covered all in red.
About the Creator
Heather Holland
Heather Holland is the author of the short story "Dragonfly in Water." She also writes Simple Stories on Substack.com, and she is the main contributor to The Daily Rhyme - with Heather Holland and Special Guests.
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