Caught in a docile moment
I pause, lost in reverie -
as cotton candy floating by
cast a shade in my thoughts.
All is not somber in the wake
in the street, bright skirts wave
as if to jerk me from my rave .
Oh how the rainbow kisses
the out-skirts of my crown !
The view it seems at once
to be from a funnel perspective...
narrow ....narrow - narrower
the world is perched on a needle
what splendor in minimal scope!
Let me tarry awhile in the now
while the t.v cavorts with self.
this place I've found is old and new-
complete though lonely as number one
this is where I want to be -
one with all, upon a needle point.
By
Hope Kalé Ewusi ©
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