Things that fall
down
are interrupted
for varying reasons.

it breaks
if it is made of glass
it shatters.
you catch her,
if you love her,
you do not want to deal with the mess,

she,
does not care.
you cannot help her.
she is just a falling object.
objects don't make plans.

she is the object of this poem that I wrote for myself.

celine charcoal

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/things-that-fall/