My Spirit Floated Free

by Jerry Ratch

Some girls got out of a cab at 4 a.m. in the morning

yelling, shouting, loud

A door swung open

You could hear her one of them going up the stairs across the way


The cab started back up and drove off

The last thing I heard was a loud retch

The loudest retch I have ever heard

from one angel


But the sprit floated free

You may have a hard time believing that,

but the sprit floated free

I heard it become detached myself