Nose dive
tail-spin
Down
through clouds
and atmosphere
Reverberating
mud-slides
Down
Down
Down
Depths
so plumbed
they run
amok
I hate
this feeling
more
than
choking
To be
ignored
the greatest
insult
we might
add to injury
Down
Down
Down
I go
Hoping
rock
bottom
isn’t as
hard
as it looks
with
accelerating
fore-sight