Rabbit Hole
I find I tend to fixate one one thing:
A bit like falling down a rabbit hole.
I'm not sure why the solitary cling,
But I can't leave it once I'm on a roll.
It seems that once I get into the swing,
It's though it grabs and won't release my soul.
And then, before you know it, I've moved on,
And to the next obsession I am drawn.
Copyright © Jeff Kyser | Year Posted 2022
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