Whirring past my ear
making the conspicuous sepulchral sound
whizzing about
creating a halo of dust
round and around.
The vision gets blurred
and finally obscures
the strength to judge
and perception
becomes impure.
Running around in circles
realizing its all mental chatter,
falling down an abyss
I realize, that's where
lies the epicentre.
No comments:
Post a Comment