Hole In The Hedgerow

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Spiraling


I’m a skeleton tripping down a spiral stair case


Bones I should have buried a long time ago


I’m the conductor of my toy train round the chrismas tree


Revisiting the sights, I hate to see


All the ornaments that you left for me


I’m the sad merry go round jockey


Bobbing with the highs and lows


I’m circling the drain


Spiraling my way down

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Rowan

I am a man of words, and preferably those words left unspoken

6 responses to “Spiraling”

  1. Kay Avatar
    Kay

    I don’t know that I’d call it my “favorite”, but dang… well written and very relatable ✨

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    1. Rowan Avatar
      Rowan

      For me, it’s more about this tendency for us to keep revisiting the thoughts that make us angry or sad, and we play them over and over, as if we’re addicted to letting our minds wander to them repeatedly

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      1. Kay Avatar
        Kay

        Yes… I felt that. I tend to do the same thing; sometimes against my will…

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      2. Rowan Avatar
        Rowan

        We love fixating on the things we hate

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      3. Kay Avatar
        Kay

        Sad, negative things… wonder why that is…

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    julieallyn

    Well done. I like this.

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