The waterfall of the east

Based on the poem "This is just to say" by William Carlos Williams. 

I have drunk 

the tea 

that was on 

the counter 

and which

I’ve always loved

The feeling of falling
 

But being dragged down

Is different
 

Feeling unbalanced

Lost
 

Losing control

As life speeds by
 

Feeling helpless

There once was a sheep

Who ate grass by the heap

It wandered through shops

It trotted across streets

Then it happened upon wheats

Which it devoured in six heavenly feasts