magnetic slopes
with a surprising outburst
out of control
it seems
transparent
rolls at an earthed angle
gravitation
the magnetic slopes
dragging you down
into the depths of melancholy
gravitation
in which you are now not
in control
as long as you go away yourself
deliver upward thrust to every tear
you will no longer reclaim the lost physical fluid
but you may transmute ability tears
in permitting yourself
to pursue positivity
no matter your deepest fears
loosen up and breathe
let the smog disappear
it’ll quickly become clean