Acknowledging Gravity For The Enemy He Is by Amy WustrinFight or flight or fall
Or smoke from a brand new
Glass bowl
Till the whole room fills
With exhaled self-medication
And I can't even see my own
Reflection through the haze
I can make it all go away
With a puff and a prayer
I don't have to take the same path
Over and over again
But gravity's an unseen enemy
A sneaky son of a bitch
And a heartless bastard to boot
If I resist the fall
He'll only push me down 07/25/2004 Posted on 07/25/2004 Copyright © 2025 Amy Wustrin
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