(Poem #320 on new numbering scheme)
The planet kept on spinning like a plate that someone threw down on the floor, and still it kept on spinning, rolling in a curve, an aimless helix, then it flopped down, still.
(Poem #320 on new numbering scheme)
The planet kept on spinning like a plate that someone threw down on the floor, and still it kept on spinning, rolling in a curve, an aimless helix, then it flopped down, still.