Spinning
Spinning away
Up to the clouds, from
Down on the ground.
Whizz ing around, arms out like a whirligig,
A beech nut.
Spinning, spilling over,
Spinning out of control
And over the edge,
Faster and faster
Away from the bubble
You just want to float back to.
So many second thoughts
Every second.
So many ways to dampen
Expectations
How could it possibly compare to last time?
Spinning
Here and there
Done under,
Up over
Round and round
Till I'm dizzy
Till I need to rest.
