My Tiny Trampoline

Coal black holey net
Rusted springs
Frame wrecked but solid it is
Rusted springs tearing my flesh
Broken finger
Sprained ankles
But I`ve seen the world on it:
Drag racing in LA
Robbing banks in Las Vegas
Blowing up stuff in Switzerland
Leading armies to battle in 300BC
Time to time
Dimension through dimension
Soon gone
But it`s left its mark
It`s time for one last bounce, I think
I haven`t been to the Grand Prix in Monte Carlo yet