Wednesday, 6 February 2013


Things are out to get me

Shapely shadowy weird ideas
Lines and angles draw me near
Strangest reasons may appear
Answers hollering loud and clear
I sit there quiet and ruminate
Considering I calmly wait
Compelled as always to contemplate
Not think too deep or hesitate
The circles, squares and undulates

Draw patterns as my mind equates
whilst my reason reinvigorates
thoughts crashing like tectonic plates

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