monkey business


if I was an animal back then

I was a house trained ape


the tree was at about five past the hour from the upright in relation to the ground, which meant there were ten meta-minutes before impact but only a couple of seconds in measured time. the monkey assured me a second can stretch and last longer in the head than an observer perceives. I had about an hour in head-time, which stretched before me like an elastic ready to snap. the monkey which was used to such dilemmas, braced himself to leap before impact. 

my brain practiced in working out cryptic clues, couldn’t convince my animal instinct it was wrong. I held on for dear life as my life passed before me. I felt trapped in a slow motion plane crash. there was nothing to be done but to wait for the inevitable full stop, except this was me up a falling down tree