IF MY SKY SHOULD FALL

If my sky should fall I would want no safety net

No question marks left behind, no tears of regret

No posthumous pen of anecdote

No everlasting eulogy of note

But a smile from all the faces I have well met

A smile that stops the drops from spilling

shaking pillars where remorse is dwelling

Spouting the fount of fond memories

that fills the spine of directories

on a cargo train of thoughts fulfilling

The only want I would instruct to all

would be to follow this melodic protocol

The studio should sing

The shoes must swing

to melodies cherished if my sky should fall

- AN EXPERIMENT IN METONYMY