Each Day
Each day...
the earth shakes
and the
ground trembles.
I lose my
footing
and
fall, watching
as the world
surrounding me
spins
and
melts
together.
Panic ensues
around me.
The sad sky
turns dark.
Crumpled
in a
heap
I
seize.
Copyright © Kerrie Doyle | Year Posted 2007
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