Tuesday, April 18, 2017

Gravity

At 15, nothing left
of the soft dimpled flesh
of toddler knees
All scars
And still you couldn't
convince me of this thing
called Gravity...
..
.

and four decades on
pressing up
remembering skipping lightly
across the top of the dam
at 25 it didn't exist
and now it comes for me
Death by Gravity

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