Tuesday, April 9, 2013

Gravity


It is the exact same gravity
that mercilessly drags
the Niagara into a rumbling
sockdolager of a natural wonder
as puckishly pulls the pacifier
from my baby boy’s drowsy lips
the second we drift into sleep.

I liked gravity better on the honeymoon.



Eunoia Review - April 9, 2013

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