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VERTIGO
The world has disappeared,
I can’t feel my feet.
Too high!
Too low!
A thief stole gravity.
My head spins when I stand.
My nerves ache.
It gets better.
No it doesn’t.
Yes it does!
All plans are waylaid.
They lie, murdered,
scattered corpses,
in disarray.
Zombies of a former glory,
Moaning,
Grabbing at my heels,
While a single dream remains untouched.
Copyright (C) bardicblogger / a thinker never sleeps / Teri Montague 2011. All rights reserved.
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