Thursday, November 19, 2009


The brain worm swam
through the grey matter
as easily as a bird floating
on currents of wind.
Damn worm.
The dizzied victim wobbled,
knowing the source
but unable to do anything about it.
Sinking further into a mind scrambled coma,
he shared:

It’s raining men.
Thank you VH1 One Hit Wonders of the 80’s.”

This is a Flash Fiction Friday 55.

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I am dedicating this 55 to my daughter, who watched VH1's One hit Wonders of the 80's last night and planted any number of awful brain worms in my head. Since I couldn't shake them, I had to share. So to all of you who have read this - You're welcome! Hope you enjoy this torture as much as I did. Perhaps my playlist will override It's raining men, but I doubt it.
Enjoy your weekend. - MM

Sunday, November 15, 2009

A lone witness.

The jays screamed

from the safety

of pine branches

as the cat prowled

the ground.

The chickadee

was not so lucky.

A yard gnome stood as the lone silent witness.


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