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Poems, The Jaguar Renassaince

The Sky Will Fall

The noise down here is immense.

My shoulders begin to feel tense.

Tell it to stop.

Before my heart drops

and the sky falls.


The pain down here is extreme.

Quick, hide, here comes the supreme.

You better not blink.

He’ll give you a wink

and the sky will fall.