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
tatters
fluttering free
electric after-images
of me.

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

Golden light chaos

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2 Comments

Filed under Madness, Mind, Poem, sadness

2 responses to “Spinning Out

  1. Sounds like a high IQ human.

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  2. magicpoet01

    You are so very kind!

    Like

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