spinning the top up from the bottom
stares as
if it has got some purpose
what time
is it really
thinking
out loud at times only harms the balance
someone
might fall back from the edge
ready to go
and night won't slow it's approach
no matter
who is ready and who is not
spinning
the top off the table and back to the floor
less
distance to fall is he is already there
where
everywhere and nowhere are both lit
ends of the
same candle
there's no
one here to hold it steady
and light
the darkened path
spinning on
top of a layer of ice
forming on
that which dry only days ago
sliding
from one side to another
no
opposites now as everything seems the same...
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