Hurricane
If all I know is the hurricane,
where is it's eye?
As if it likes to play hide and seek -
make a guess -
who is the seeker?
Isn't life a game, after all?
It thinks I'm eager to play.
I'm not...
Are you?
Copyright © Rebecca Kiser | Year Posted 2025
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