Spin No More

I was dead-ending my way down the
crumbling concrete
of the side streets of my apartment cell
wandering and wondering
how to live up to the life narrative
I'd constructed so not to
spoil my script
as I peered a poverty stricken fellow
with his head stuck under the hood of his
misbegotten jalopy
under a searing sun
with only a hint of sky boiling we in the
immaterial world
with the lost pity of eyes spying ants vialed in
endless labors
when in sudden final exasperation
a twinkling surrender unleashes a universe of
uncried tears
whose pull halts the earth causing it to
spin no more