Tumble.

 

Tumble.

Every week he would arm me with the same headphones and a new track of calming. The voice would resonate within my ear, encasing all air beneath the padded earpiece as it commanded, twisting feathery wisps along my ear canal, shuddering the eardrum, dispatching its schemes right into my inner ear.

His legs would tuck neatly below the mahogany desk, smile soothing, nodding. My eyelids would weigh and droop as they were pulled under.

He would sit, I would fall.

This is what his Ph.D had taught.

48 Comments

  1. Donna-Louise Bishop
    4 October 2015 / 10:17 pm

    Looking forward to the next prompt. Hope life is treating you well.

    • 6 October 2015 / 6:39 pm

      Thank you! It’s a little late this time as I’m mid moving house and it’s rather more chaotic than I expected. I will be posting a new LL tomorrow though 🙂

  2. 4 October 2015 / 11:25 pm

    Sitting tall
    Soothing music
    Humble fall 🙂

  3. 5 October 2015 / 9:17 pm

    Really looking forward to the next prompt x

    • 6 October 2015 / 6:41 pm

      That;’s lovely to hear! Sorry it’s running a little late, I’m in the middle of a house move and it’s taken longer than expected! It’s on its way tomorrow though 🙂

      • 6 October 2015 / 7:30 pm

        That’s fine! I’m looking forward to it

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