In response to ‘Gravity’:
‘Sooner or later, for each of us, gravity came calling to shackle our ankles and dreams. But, for a time, we were free’. (Jacob Sam-La Rose 2006: 22)
Awkward blue railings
black hands like tarred walkways.
to that time when we were free
transgresses the present.
Spinning in and out of…
leaping onto walls
a brick falls
as she hits the ground. she calls it a day
Gravity can shackle only that which has mass
reminding us that all things decay
and all architectural monuments
disintegrate with time.
We will be back to play…