by DL McCulloch

Created on: April 16, 2008

Graceful Imbalance

Falling down drunk again.

It seems that is the deja vu
I keep having with you
in the middle of it.

Falling down drunk again.

Isn't it just too familiar
that you are stumbling around
the same pieces of furniture?

Yet, you never seem to break a bone
wandering in the dark like you do.
No cuts, no bruises.

Falling down drunk again
Wishing I could claim the same good fortune.

A wreck waiting to happen
Graceful imbalance
Enough near misses to realize
God protects you.

Falling down drunk again

Black Dogs nipping my heels.
Not blessed as you are.
It's only a matter of time and place.

Falling down drunk again
Finds me simply waiting for the inevitable.

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