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writing by barbara nadalini priesnitz
Gravity (Election)
Like those carnival rides
That spin so fast
You stick to the wall
And the floor drops out,
I'm in a state
Of extreme gravity
In my mind's eye
I'm propelled
Sling-shot
From this hard heavy orbit
(You know they use gravity for that)
--- I wonder what that point is called In astrophysics
When the force of the deep curve
Releases you toward your aim? ---
All of us have suffered
Failure, divorce
Parenting without do-overs
Lost lovers and lost friends
Uncountable lost hours
And now we suffer
This loss of dignity
Remember while you hang on
While you settle in for the rough ride
Grimacing
We are headed into the calculated
Deep, hard, swing
That will send us ever forward.
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