POETRY

A Complete Rotation

Is it written in the stars to start over?

right after the earth has birthed another robust rotation around the sun,

an explosive vortex of restless energy and chaotic synergy finds its way inside of me.

i do wonder what is the reasoning behind this whirlwind of emotion;

why it arrives like clockwork, and is quite difficult to elude.

every time that big ball of water and dirt concludes its rotation around that scorching star,

i can’t help myself.

there are things i cannot skirt.

through these means, i find comfort in revealing this thought that consumes me;

it is but a temptation to start all over, just as our precious planet has done.

is it written in the stars? I wonder.

do i blame the phases of the moon?

the systems in our galaxy?

those constellations that happened to witness my birth?

this fixation on just throwing

it all away, finds its way inside these brain waves.

this temptation of torpedoing everything that defines me,

of launching it as far away from myself as possible;

an impulsion to witness how all those definitions graze the dark void and fade away into the blackened sky like a maddened shooting star.

a tempting, but fleeting thought of abandoning it all.

a stillborn wish to become but a speck of dust

a grain of sand

a ball of gas

a rotating sphere.

Thank you for reading! Response to this week’s prompt! The general feeling I get at the beginning of the year is an impulse to start over completely. At times it is unrealistic, so I try to separate the thoughts that are useful from the ones that cause disappointment, and ask myself why I wish to purge it all to begin with.

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