Removing the I
By: Meena Rose
So, today I descended;
Fabulously spiraled
About so many axes that
Down was up and left was right;
My gyroscope lay smashed to bits.
Yes, today was epic;
Brilliant, in fact;
My reaction would have been stellar
If only it had been
Seeded in fact.
A tome was written,
Fully laden with snark;
A phone call had disrupted
The trigger happy finger;
Send was aborted.
Mission succeeded.
