"Visual Poem: Death of Cause and Birth of Effect"

It started with a shove

Continued with a tug

Picture the wagon in between

Riding seemingly safe inside

Reality passes on both sides

Blurred vision, watering eyes

Wheels, turning fast out of control

Half a second snap

Controller let go, let down

Crash into trepidation

New world perception

Once more with a pull

Finished in a push

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A/n- Also a little bit about a friend that has been making me upset as of late, as far as I'm concerned he was the one pulling the wagon that I crashed in. Metaphors, oh how I've missed you! Please R/R ~love~