Spinning Out

My Maypole mind unravels
reverses centrifugal force
its streamer shreds of ribbons
spinning backwards
in one grand and splendid rush.

Mind loosened and snapped
fluttering free
electric after-images
of me.

© M.L.Emmett 08/02/99 Revised 16/02/2012

Golden light chaos


Filed under Madness, Mind, Poem, sadness

2 responses to “Spinning Out

  1. Sounds like a high IQ human.

    Liked by 1 person

  2. magicpoet01

    You are so very kind!


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