I just wrote a poem personifying gravity, an as always the inspiration to my poems are never that direct; but back to that force. Isn’t it crazy, the reason why things fall, etc….is because of this shit we call gravity. I mean, I look at shit that’s not noticed by many (even though, it is….but…you know what I mean), I just find it amazing. If I put my hand in the air, there is some invisible fucking force (no not God) pulling that shit down!
This is why I don’t need to do drugs…………….