Vertigo by e. Gene Myers

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		Date Added: March 17, 2010 21:03:03	Average Score: (Needs 2)
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Vertigo

Little men far below.
Chills crawl along my spine.
Open hole through which to fall.
My hands cut a crooked line.

Flattened land all around
with traffic whizzing by.
Dizziness felt on weary feet
with a quick glance to the sky.

Sixty feet to the ground.
Might’s well be a mile.
Should I fall and land face up,
wonder if I’ll wear a smile.

Author's Notes:

I don't care how high I work so long as I have my feet planted squarely on flat, open ground.
I can't even stand on a flat roof and look up without being very uncomfortable.
This is dedicated to those who can .... the idiots

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Comments:

	Comment By: HOPE on March 19, 2010 09:52:51 PM	Report
	Love the ending. What a great poem it made me smile. Tina Respond To This Comment

	Comment By: Pamela A. Lamppa on March 18, 2010 05:49:17 PM	Report
	I am right there with you dear poet. I can't look up either without that feeling of vertigo. Well done. ~Pamela Respond To This Comment

	Comment By: Adri on March 18, 2010 03:40:49 AM	Report
	I also have severe vertigo, and it seems the older I get the worse it gets! I share your sentiments here. Adri x Respond To This Comment