Stone Soup Croutons, 10-2-17, Free Fall

Stone Soup Croutons is a weekly poem I write using lines and impressions butchered picked up from poems overheard from Stone Soup's open mic readers and features. I figure out a title (and sometimes the rest of the poem) later. You can read the other ones I've done since 2015 here. To paraphrase Lorne Michaels, this poem doesn't go up because it's ready, it goes on because it's Tuesday morning.

Some new faces during last night's all-open mic. Some returning familiar faces as well (hi, Laurel Lambert). Thanks to James Van Looy for reading from The Mechanical Bride by Marshall McLuhan and Niamh Faherty for her reading of Irish folklore. Those things, along with the events of the last day or so, added to the poem, along with the title.


Freefall

The Church of the Wannabe
makes their temple altar
under the doorway to a party
they weren't invited to,