Old To Do List Poem by sean north

try to stop your head
in its

spinning round all day

trying to find the gravity
to not

just float away

sucked spinning in a spiral
as you

water down your brain

a tight twisting type tornado
with lots

and lots of rain

trying to find the hammer
always

reaching for the break

all ways looking for forever
for what

startles you awake

invading dreams of consciousness
as to

wonder if they, are real

ilove your look so skeleton
and

wonder how you feel

as do too fight with discipline
and with

what's responsible

seems we are never walking down wind
mainly

falling down the hill