I’m spinning in a vacuum,
lost in
zero-gee.
Point and counterpoint,
continually rolling
free.
I try to gain a foothold,
but my world’s a churning
sea.
Spinning in this vacuum,
until I hear from
thee.
Spin. A poem.
I’m spinning in a vacuum,
lost in
zero-gee.
Point and counterpoint,
continually rolling
free.
I try to gain a foothold,
but my world’s a churning
sea.
Spinning in this vacuum,
until I hear from
thee.
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I try to listen for you;
A call, a sigh,
A plea.
Forgetting sound can’t penetrate;
Or, air. Oh dear, save
Me.
🙂 I couldn’t match your mood for long. I did like your poem, though.
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Nice one, Chelsea! Keep it up 🙂
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