The ball from the sky has risen
birds chirping and mouths trembling
with familiar voices
I pause from where I’m standing
to figure out what’s happening.
I close my eyes to make it better,
Wish that when I open it again,
those voices will shutter
My mind spins like a coin,
struggling into every word that comes to my ear,
Expecting for a fall,
those breaking pieces of information,
rolling back and forth.