There is a wall and this wall is drawn to scale.
A bug saw the floor.
This is my new perspective.
Gravity isn't always as it appears
Your right and my down are one and of the same.
Nothing's falling,
But still sends shivers down my spine.
The glue holding everything together
Is yellow at the tips.
A couple on an altar
The domain never-ending
Eyes on a jellyfish: New Orleans.
Run for the peaks
Drooling out of both sides of the mouth.
A loss of a leg, means a loss of a wing.
Sonnet rhymes are child's play.
Blocks as bricks with the support slipping out.
Six feet and falling.
Nine stories,
Why must 5 parallels intersect?