The Parking Space

The sky has fallen down,
and it fell here, today
on this rectangle of road.

The sky fell on my parking spot.
It was quite a shock for it to fall.
For it to anger, and glow red hot, and fall,
upon my parking spot.
It was quite a shock for the great heavy black sky
to violently crush my space.
My space.
My special place.
My special piece of planet,
where I like to park my small light blue car.

The sky,
with clouds,
rain,
thunder,
fists of hail,
and blood lightning,
sun's blistering rays,
and all of radioactive space that swirls around our great and holy star,
has fallen down,
onto my parking space,
and it looks like a great big enemy car.

© Mark Sheeky. Permission is required for reproduction.