Opossum Dog Poetry

Poetic Musings of a Southerner

Spirals

Written: January 16, 2024

I see spirals
I feel spirals
Like a spiral maze with no way out
Twisted
Turned
Upside down, trapped, and backwards
Spiraling towards a destination unknown

But it is

The grave

Spiraling with no love and no children
Spiraling in loss
Spiraling at a loss for why
But spinning and spiraling all the while

Do you see it?

Can you stop it?

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