HANGING OUT





I have been around
Around in circles
And it's time to stop

Dizzy with possibilities
Stumbling and staggering
Trying again to leave

Around another corner
A round or two
Bellied up to the bar
Shackled and subdued
Dizzy again, with intoxication
Swilling down the brew

Around some other place
I found time confined
At a pace without haste
In this space I will reside
Where the circles turn purpose
The wine is o' so fine
Come drink placid moments
And relinquish
What is on your mind
~





DBrown Fisher
© April 1996

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