So when will where be?
Gone from all ends
Starved of potential
Squares have no bends
Going back as we go on
Looking all ways round
Inside out and outwards in
Waving in silent sound
Half afraid and half in awe
Of what my mind does teach
After Stewing over facts
where I can't reach.
Left in a quandry
Of that cant be true
If no one else gets it
Even after it's thought through.
I have to be wrong
If the rules are right
there are conditions
To keep it in sight.
This was just an excercise
To jump start my brain
It may or not make sense
to you in your reign.
©wrennie
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