GravityA Poem by Ryan MacNeil
In all its lunar glory,
It had nothing on us. The moon hung high But we were higher So So High The gravity of the situation Kept me down Way Down Where the light struggles To find you And hand over A little comfort Curse the moon And its ominous rays Curse the long lonely nights And skull rattling solitude That stirs the crazy from within Bubbling up like Underwater flatulence © 2010 Ryan MacNeil |
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Added on May 7, 2010 Last Updated on May 7, 2010 Author
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