Gravity Always Wins*

We walked on water that day.
I tried catching my shadow before it
skidded to the bottom of the pond
but it was too sneaky for me,
and you did nothing to chase it back.

I speak of the great eternal truths
which you choose to turn away from.
I want to grab your hand in mine
and pull you towards the


but it's too late,
for you've already fallen from grace.

My toes tickled the cool surface
of the pulpit. I see you struggle
to stay afloat...but gravity won you over.
And you sank.

*From Radiohead's "Fake Plastic Trees."