Circles around circles
We never seem to touch in the right place
Where we'd meet at an intersection;
where thoughts can over lap and ideas spring to life!
And yet a life is what we've built
Circling like hawks picking eachothers bones
And anything else of use to feather our nest
Everything inevitably falls apart
Crashing down all around us
Except us
and we don't have much in common
Except our calamaties
And our never ending eddies
I guess we've managed to come full circle
More than few times
Dizzy as a spun dime
and yet here we are
at our throats as much as in our hearts
We seem to always over come
can't stay, can't go
say yes , say no
No doubt
I don't know
You figure it out.
Apr 23, 2023
Apr 23, 2023 at 2:22 AM UTC
Circles around circles
We never seem to touch in the right place
Where we'd meet at an intersection;
where thoughts can over lap and ideas spring to life!
And yet a life is what we've built
Circling like hawks picking eachothers bones
And anything else of use to feather our nest
Everything inevitably falls apart
Crashing down all around us
Except us
and we don't have much in common
Except our calamaties
And our never ending eddies
I guess we've managed to come full circle
More than few times
Dizzy as a spun dime
and yet here we are
at our throats as much as in our hearts
We seem to always over come
can't stay, can't go
say yes , say no
No doubt
I don't know
You figure it out.
