I wish the world was rounder
Or at least a little softer around the edges
But what I've found up until now is that
The ground we walk on is flat and sharp and
I can only assume that the cosmos is the same and
Further conclude that the universe reflects
Our names in the stars
In a Milky Way white wonder  
With a backdrop of midnight mystery  
Placing obstacles in the way between
Us and our true identities so
We only get to see them as a
Twinkling reminder of history
Paying homage to the past
With a flat pinpoint canvas
To show us the sky is smooth
A shining mirror
The earth is flat
It has an edge
You can fall off
It happens so fast
I hope it starts to spin and
Begins its orbit
Before I slip again and
It's my last