lost little ball

that’s just how it goes
(i suppose)…
say when right next door
or way across town
a life slips tragically away —
and when a heart gets torn
or relationships are sundered
and a thousand painful things
in between, yet bound
as we are by the same
space-time we’re so able
to sleep (and peacefully)
while the world wobbles
on like a lost little
ball spinning
much too fast
on its own.