Thursday, September 01, 2005

Gravity ( A Dixon Poem)

Gravity

Battered beat and bruised
Gravity
Flashes that cover my cerebelum
The ground beneath my black feet
The day and time where my soul and the ground meet
Gravity
Pushing,Pulling,Wanting more
This power holds me when I want to soar
Crushing perceptions, like a rodent in a strong fist
Gravity
Even in death this power controls us
Six feet into the ground
Black wings and a soul appear as a mound
We rot
Gravity

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