Gravitational Thoughts Poem by Miroslava Odalovic

Gravitational Thoughts



I sometimes wonder how all these things, you know
The trees the houses the cars our own feet
How they remain fixed to the surface - somehow
Gravitational 9.83 or 9.87 I really forgot
And I know have heard it's sort of relative
Doesn't have to be that way at all
Still it's amazing
The way everything's glued
The way I stick my words on a piece of paper or a screen
The way a painter glues paint onto a canvas
The way we stick to some people
Or just their faces whatever
It's amazing
This magic need for leaving traces
Some of them like trenches for the lost soldiers
And their hunting dogs
Some like a benevolent need
For leaving embryo through blueprints
To touch the sky
And I can't help thinking
What happens when this thing comes to
Let's say seven and a center decenters
Is it good or bad
Or even a seven blade swords

©Miroslava Odalovic

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