Don’t Look Down – Vertigo Poem

Distorted pillar of St. Vitus Cathedral, Prague.

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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,


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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