The Flip

We were just back from Europe

Our apartment was small

We were getting depressed

In the land of strip malls

My fellow traveler and funky girlfriend

Both us feeling the walls closing in

Get in the Honda

And head toward the mountains

Looking to rejuvenate

In nature’s wonderful fountain

We found our spot and settled in

This is where the adventure begins

Cooking raw chicken

On busted tree limbs

We heard a strange noise

Coming from down the mountain

It was so far away

Is why we weren’t afraid

Wrapped up in blankets

That cold autumn night

Feeling the warmth of the fire

Everything seemed just right

When a loud and horrible roar

Came from just past our fire light

We ran to the car and locked the doors tight

We looked at each other

This isn’t right

All our things including the keys

Are still at the camp site

Our car was parked beside a drop off

In a precarious position

We needed our keys

To end this rejuvenation mission

A nudge from a bear would send us on a long rolling trip

We sat in the car and I suggested we flip

See my girlfriend was on a feminist kick

She never wanted me to hold open a door

Or carry the bags home from the store

A flip seemed modern and fair

She lost the flip

So she would be facing the bear

I kissed her good-bye

All she did was stare

Stare at the man

That gave her the ultimate dare

I kissed her again and flew out the door

Scooping up our stuff as I roared

Back to the car in a flash

Down the mountain we went

Back to the reality of paying rent

Nature’s fountain had rejuvenated our core

We were feeling much better than before

Our little apartment

Didn’t seem so bad…

Anymore

13 thoughts on “The Flip

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  2. Awww! Thank you! There are 300 sunny days a year where I live so I like to spread the sunshine! (and throw in a creepy flash fiction now and then. 🙂 )

  3. Thank you! I’m all about the adventure. Thanks for reading. I’ve been hopping around your sight. Great stuff. There’s a lot of happiness in your writing. I’ll be following you.

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