Wednesday, April 01, 2015

Rotation

I tend to behave
on the phone.
Not when I write. 
Then, Muse
runs my mind,
and I trip,
addict of my
own imagination,
out of control
as a manic day.
Sun rises too quickly.
I spin on my own axis.
I wonder what
you think about,
while you drive
on back home.

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