in the blink of an eye
it all slides downhill
tumbling over and over
like Jack and like Jill
all dirty and dizzy
when you finally stop
and now it's not easy
when you try to stand up
what was the reason
your world did a spin?
where you looking out
or trying to get in
it doesn't really matter
which end is up
if the glass is halffull
or there's a crack in your cup
Poetry by M.J.B. is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-No Derivative Works 3.0 United States License
No comments:
Post a Comment