Apples keep falling
they're falling from
a silver sky
a frothy blow
of snow
pouring,
trails and trails of
white

Petals keep falling
they're falling from
my chromium eyes
of hope,
blinking,
in and out of
love

Water keeps falling
from titanium
pipes that bend
and twist like
where I'm told
I store my
memories

everything is falling
failing
flailing to
survive,
back in the water
treading to stay
alive
but you're going
to hit the ground
and darling,
so am I.