Miedo is a sentimental bastard.
This is why he dedicates a poem to someone who gives him inspiration...
Goddamn! I hate when that happens!
YO! All o y'all could read this shit. No exceptions! Really...
DIZZINESS
The world spins.
Can you feel it?
No, not with its natural motion, no.
Relatively faster than that.
So damn fast,
That it makes me dizzy.
Can you feel it?
Look at the trees, the ground,
Everything.
Yes, they are spinning, as the world does.
It's no dumb illusion.
The sky, the clouds; look at them.
They are violent.
They are cursing.
I feel nauseated.
Can you feel it?
I am shaking before the earth.
I'm afraid that I may lose my balance and fall.
Do you feel it?
Tell me.
NO?
But how can you not feel it?
It's happening, can't you see?
Damn.
It's just me.
Copyright 2001 by Miedo.
Do you like the poem? OK, it's yours. But if you DO post it somewhere,
be sure to tell who wrote it. And LINK it back here!.It's the least you could do. BUT,
it's still copyrighted you know. You realize what that means, don't you?
Poem Hater: I'm sick of poems, and I wanna read something else, take me to the Stories.
