A Poem from Page 99

This is a poem from page 99 of a book of my choice, third paragraph, made up of the words I decided to keep, then rearranged into a poem. Poetry prompt exercises are strangely enlightening. 

recall a slam
to the chest

an immediate hook 
all their coffee 
mornings distant 
belong to another 

he didn’t know 
had no idea
safely up there 
on his stroll

their invisible
wire just a story
a projection

she’s fallen 
like a memory
if she was 
there at all

did (s)he 
make it all up

fate 
always 
a maybe