Again With Gravity Posted on January 21, 2018 by Lisa Rosier Happiness takes its leave Executed As a tablecloth trick By an amateur Sudden Noisy Hope, desire and promises As silver, crystal and china Lose Clashing again with gravity The guy in the bow tie His lovely assistant The only half-expectant spectators Shake their heads Murmur something and linger But they do move on The curtain falls Only I remain Needing to know What went wrong Who’ll clean up this mess Am I the only soul Who stood in earnest? Share this:TwitterFacebookLike this:Like Loading... Related