ON MY HEAD

ON MY HEAD

before the trumpets
I diligently plunged
into my physics book

read things to
get grades, stand
me in good stead for life

valency, energy,
mass, atom, isotope, chain

everything said there
absorbed it greedily

now
weight of the years,
all that old stuff
clogging up
my arteries, reaching critical mass

liberated
from those pages, released
into
the atmosphere, heavy
as all those elementS
much heavier
than lead

winging, wending, winding
their way
West to East, North
to South, East
to West

expected in
a few minutes in
full glory

devastating their landing
on my head

arriving way before I
get to
hear
the sound
of a trumpet