to whirl about

beneath all my false hope
past and future
i stand
here.

across, i see the spiral of my life
it isn't pretty
it isn't ugly
it is perfectly flawed.

i spin and twist
spinandtwist spinandtwist spinandtwist
seeking that elusive flat, steady horizon
a constant.

spinandtwist spinandtwist spinandtwist
i create rhythmic storms
rising from flat and steady
spinandtwist spinandtwist spinandtwist
as a perfect pirouette,
my eyes remaining on the elusive, the easy
seeking and seeking all that is not
seeking and seeking all that will be
seeking and seeking
a pause

beneath all my false hope
past and future
i stand
here.

across, i see the spiral of my life
it isn't pretty
it isn't ugly
it is perfectly flawed.

repeat