Circles

A Poem by Ron Spice

The nice thing about circles is that they always look the same no matter which way you travel around them.

Circles. Am I trapped?
Spinning, endlessly spinning.
Trapped, I am. Circles.

© 2015 Ron Spice

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Added on August 25, 2015
Last Updated on August 25, 2015
Tags: Trapped, circles, spinning, haiku

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