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Dec 2015
A perfect circle not yet
complete
has a gaping mouth
constantly
it will speak
has a void to fill
and so it eats
it can't help but be loud

C  how flat tires progress
U  may mistake for Pacuman
n ot so mindful without face
)criptid void's singularity

not so singularly polite
a circle incomplete is so similar
to an unlived life...

"No one will know the whole story
until its all been told"

Talk is cheap / Silence: Gold

and around and around
we go...
"Weeee!"

(Perfectly childlike
circles in the playground
laughter in our soul)
Free verse, spontaneously just written. Thanks Onoma.
Butch Decatoria
Written by
Butch Decatoria  47/M/Las Vegas, Nevada, USA
(47/M/Las Vegas, Nevada, USA)   
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