Thursday, 8 October 2020

 The Circle Game

I was running round in circles,

or that’s how it felt,

going nowhere

from no beginning

to no end

just round and round

in colour splattered circles

a palette I picked up from living 

on the edge of this mad, mad world.

And I have to live on the edge.

In the middle there are huge holes

hovering, waiting, ready to suck me in.

I must take care not to deviate,

not to fall through the circle

into the great white hole 

where the running will stop

and everything will end in madness.

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