Running In Circles

Writing outside today

I wrote outside today and watched the world move away with a little sway as I etched words on the page clean your gutters and save

What a blur hesitation is dizzying if I close my eyes tight I can be shorter or taller I can even become a part of the night

Or become a stargazer's delight a fantastical firing squad of stars lightyears away from this atmosphere of scars

The sun scorched me back to the reality of my day the circle, if you may a friendly reminder you might say

So I sat under a tree with more shade than sun effervescent darkness lurking in its wondrously bleak shadows

Why have we been afraid of the dark? why does being in the dark spell misery and doom?

It feels more like a comfortable cocoon feeding you the truth with a splendidly silver spoon

I mean, stars shine in the dark simply because that’s what they do no batteries required to force the light that’s always there just not always in our sight

And today among the dizzying days of June a song danced in the wind whirled with whizzing reminders I’ll be in a similar company soon