Tripped and FellA Poem by Jack CassidyJust as advertised...
I tripped and fell and there I lay.
A belly shaking with laughter and unrivaled. The jubilant recesses within the inside of my girth. It's easy to ascend to joyful states, when tough living has manifested a multitude of diamonds to pawn off. That I may rent just a few more days of sunshine and toppling wind gusts. More wildness, less formalities, I'm not that kind of creature. I've gotten over myself years ago, all that's pertinent is space and the willingness to be something. © 2014 Jack CassidyFeatured Review
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