irmonus
A rock no life to spare,
no ground new soul declared.
Stack of cards no height to spare,
breath of wind a time of despair.
A card a patch to fare,
more weight each card to bear.
No soul to which mere fare,
no time for proper tear.
But life which not care fair,
fares no cards all structure to spare.
Marvelous strategy for float no more,
endless war with each new collision.
Does one break for landing with life to spare..
Or slowly fall to which one day,
expecting a card to repair,
finding solid ground no card to repair.