seeing circular steps raises questions of depth
will they lead me to up, in or down
am I spiralling upwards and I have to climb
or descending through echoes unloud
seventeen stealthy footfalls slithering soft
but the steps are uneven, sometimes it takes more
so I lose orientation, aloof is aloft
just the steps, endless turning, the door
there’s a door in the wall here, a choice in my path
if I open it I could explore
but my pegs keep on stumping and now I’ve gone past
and it’s steps, balustrades, nothing more
just the stepping, descending, ascending the stairs
I’m spiralling tighter, my thoughts looping wild
I have always been walking ahead on this trail
never thinking and nothing to find
let me stop, sit, consider while resting my legs
but the world keeps on turning, it’s darker down here
it’s not right but descending is all I have left
along pathways long written, through shadows unclear
pic: anthology magazine
🐚inspiral🐚
seeing circular steps raises questions of depth ...
> full poem in alt text
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