We oscillate
Each turning in our glass circles,
With fluid walls
letting in and keeping out at will.
Circles then projected, transparent barriers
Impeding revolutions of others
Previously content just to spin.
We pause in our rotation
Watching from afar.
Societies shattered silence
Screams, we will all cut ourselves on the shards.
Jan 8, 2015
Jan 8, 2015 at 5:44 AM UTC
We oscillate
Each turning in our glass circles,
With fluid walls
letting in and keeping out at will.
Circles then projected, transparent barriers
Impeding revolutions of others
Previously content just to spin.
We pause in our rotation
Watching from afar.
Societies shattered silence
Screams, we will all cut ourselves on the shards.
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