Weight

The weight of my bones and my organs push down
into the dirt and whatever lies below
It's hard not to wonder what my pressure stresses
what would feel relief if i jumped
suspended by nothing
until i hit the ground with all my force
What would feel the pressure then?
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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