Perpetuality
The edge of the world reflected
in a negative edge pool spilling
into vacancy
Is life really a circle, cycle repeating
repeating
in its effort to get it right
this time?
To alter the ultimate and fixed
result of our choices? First unable to
modify those choices?
Around and around and around
Surely the planets do not participate in
this conspiracy
I can’t get off.
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