Wednesday, February 2, 2011

Vertigo

We swung
Crazy
Between extremes
Torrid high
Despondent low
And in between
There lay a why
The answer to which
We couldn't know
Along the edges
Of it's steep ascent
We rose unfettered
Our shackled wills
Were innocence
Wrapped in a hurricane
Driving us forth
Holding us still
And we swung
Crazy
Between extremes
Torrid high
Despondent low
Hopelessly distant
Scaldingly close
Have we been neither
Or have we been both?...

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