Ugly

‘Reason’
What a cheat this concept is.
It deludes you,
Into thinking, that like apples,
People fall with gravity.

People fall,
They jus’ damn fall.
Taking me down.

Why?
Why each time someone falls,
Others get sucked in
In the dimple left in space?
Perhaps the common air we breathe,
Perhaps our invisibly chained conscience.

Dropping down from the trees,
This shallow land of trolls,
Is somewhat ugly.
They told me to ask not,
For whom the bell tolls
It tolls for me...

April 1st, 2010.