Gravity

This world cannot spin

as fast as your head,

it’s core does not burnt

as hot as the fire

in your chest;

it’s waves cannot crash

against mountains

just as hard as you

fall to your knees,

and seasons do not change

like your feelings.

Gravity

is all you have in common –

a graveness which is

holding you firm –

but even that pull is slipping,

and in orbit

you might soon be lost.