Why I Hate Gravity Poem by Leslie Philibert
Why I Hate Gravity
heavier than down,
pulling and falling,
red-kneeled prayer to the god
of downstairs and tears,
of steps, gravel and caves;
flapping like a torn flag,
the fool of terra, trapped under
the bricks of the world,
flightless, too low to rise
Sunday, July 9, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: sad,trapped
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