Gravity Poem by Zyw Zywa
Gravity
Rating: ★5.0
The house is cleaned up
my head is next
hands around a warm glass
lights turned off, staring
at a flame, unnoticed
burning up my worries
But my skull retains
something heavy deeply hidden
seeing no light, concealed
a desire
to live and experience
my skull retains
my centre of gravity
Sunday, June 28, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: body
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
For Caroline Wolff
Collection "WoofWoof"
Collection "WoofWoof"
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8/3/2025 12:09:39 PM # 1.0.0
Head is important part of body! abnormal feelings in head shows everything aboriginal!