David Kavanagh Poet Rhyme

Spiralling Into Despair

Prayer wheels make me dizzy 
getting tangled in my hair 
I bought scissors ten a penny 
clumps and mats everywhere 

Prayer wheels make me giddy
I shave my head, going spare
Place a thimble on each finger 
using pin cushions, roots I pare

Prayer wheels make me hazy
I scalp myself beyond repair 
Hack skin grafts off my legs 
botched job, a skull’s laid bare

Prayer wheels make me crazy 
at brain tissue, I readily tear
Pus blooms inside my eyeballs 
and optic nerves, reek despair

By
David Kavanagh

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Charles Messina January 7, 2022 at 7:19 AM Might be a good idea to open a callus remover stand in a near-by location (lol) Like Tom, I had to use google. Enjoy your day, Dave. Charlie David Kavanagh January 7, 2022 at 9:51 AM That’s a good idea Charlie, but I think I’ve had enough of prayer wheel madness for one lifetime, cheers David

Tom Cunningham January 6, 2022 at 8:29 AM Sounds like they're being spun too fast, Must admit I hadn't heard of them, good old Google. Tom David Kavanagh January 6, 2022 at 8:44 AM How on earth Tom, they can sit spinning those prayer wheels for hours on end everyday whilst chanting, is enough to drive me insane just thinking about it, I shouldn’t have watched that documentary, cheers David