Gravity

Something burdens me I move against it

neck flexing shouldering pressure aside

is it gravity fighting old age still?

muscles stretching as if to grimace

if it’s gravity I fought against it

before in babyhood on my own feet

then grew let my shadow tromp tromp trample

gravity down but it’s grown back to fight

this time I’m pinned to my locality

miles from the station perhaps ten at times

if you trace my steps you’ll find

a complicated web through alleys back streets

known only to residents those who walk

who trample gravity today tomorrow

Dick Russell

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