Friday, April 23, 2021

THE BILL

 

Placed under doormat which does not read welcome.

A puff of wind so strong blowing it towards the middle of the hallway.

Neighbor finds it and returns it to the door mat.

Once again, the wind blows, the bill flies onto the neighbor´s mat.

It is as if it does not want to stay put.

 

A few days go by.

On her way out, the neighbor places half of it under the door of its rightful owner.

As she waits for the elevator, the poor bill is pulled in with so much violence.

She jumps and prays for the elevator to reach its destination.

A roar comes from within the apartment sounding like a beast awakening.

Perhaps because the bill is overdue.

After all it was not the first time that it had blown towards the other door.

Maybe it is being overcharged.

Utility prices have been skyrocketing lately.

The roar was dreadful, violent, full of hatred.

Transmitting the energy of its owner.

 

The poor bill,

Neglected and torn to pieces.

At last, the elevator arrives.

 

Written: April 23, 2021

 

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