Philip Carter

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Fallen Over - Poem by Philip Carter

I cannot see behind me
I can't see the road ahead
I can see the sky above me
So I know I am not dead
I must have fallen over
And landed on my back
But how the hell I got this way
Is a memory that I lack
I don't think someone hit me
There's no blood upon my face
I can't have slipped on a wet floor
Because rain there is no trace
I think I should stop lying here
And get up on my feet
You never know I might be charged
With littering the street.


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Poem Submitted: Thursday, December 6, 2012

Poem Edited: Friday, December 7, 2012


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